Topic: Needs.
Selso reminded me of this poem yesterday i'd written. As i do believe were all made to love and be loved. The choices ive made sometimes leave me feeling like this.
Needs. Helena.Donovan
Ive a real want, a need want
Sensory mission play want
A touch want, a kiss want
Arms and lips at play want.
I need to smell you
To feel you, your breath upon
My face, to trace you,
Out line you, loving face to face.
Do you ever feel the need
For the art of love at work
Alerting all your sences
To your favourite persons touch
Its a sound want , A voice want
whispering round my ear want
The sacredness of 2 want
Loving with no fear.
Its a you want, a me want
Body trails of love want
Seeking all the pleasures but,
Im waiting your not here
Old Doll.