Whispering, caressing,
expressing inner thoughts.
Sharing privately, quietly,
caressing, whispering.
Shared passion of words,
unspoken expressions.
Giving, taking, giving,
whispering, caressing.
Education in expression,
closer binds together.
Feeling your expressing,
caressing, whispering.
Proximity of the mystery,
binds our souls together.

(c) 2-18-2012 – Roger W Hancock – PoetPatriot.com

Skin a pale white is beautiful at night.
Fell to her knees,
Cold wind,frost bitten trees,
Branches with no leaves,
Warm air when passion breathes,
Never will it freeze.

Galloping on the black horse,
Through impossible snow,
Holding on to the reins never to let go.
Heart races with a lore.

Heart races with a lore,
silhouettes on the floor,
Red satin sheets,
Colors let out the beast.
The women wears fur not fleece.
A thirst for him a need for her,
Hearts race with a lore.
Close the castle doors.

By Alexandria Drouin
poem:Amor
Lowell ma 01854
Gershom ave 2nd floor