A Lovliness Of Exstasy

To show your thoughts
to the one you love

to touch her gently
as if a dove

within flowing feelings
heart filled care

to these wants her needs
with love both share

without any thought
or want for yourself

she is placed above you
on a velvity shelf

to show the world
this for all to see

she's the love my life
only one can be

— mantiscepter, Jun 27, 2010

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xena465

15 years 11 months ago

Lovely John

You're such a great romantic writer. Xena Mrs John x Quote: Science is what you know; philosophy is what you don't know. - Bertrand Russell

mantiscepter

15 years 11 months ago

Romance

Thanx sweetie very kind of you to stop and flatter me, in your cute little way.I'll be home for dinner. see ya soon. honey-bunch

Ravenshakti

15 years 11 months ago

Ecstasy...

To be loved and feel love, in this way... Ahhh... it must be ecstasy indeed... Simply exquisite, Mantiscepter... Gentle regards, Raven-Shakti "It's not easy being green." -Kermit the Frog

mantiscepter

15 years 11 months ago

Romance

as Miss Piggy melts into Kermit's arms she looks up to see breaths intermingle as their lust, finds love. thanx Raven Shakti for your kind words. John.

Seren

15 years 11 months ago

Dear John

this shows how slack or how busy Ive been lol I have caught up with two of your poems through the friends list so far and I got another page to go lol your ever the romantic and I've always thought how wonderful it is you can show that soft side of yourself not many men can that I know anyway lol love and big hugs JayCee (Quote~~"It is by universal misunderstanding that all agree. For if, by ill luck, people understood each other, they would never agree. "--Charles Baudelaire)

mantiscepter

15 years 11 months ago

Romance

We all love to be loved, held in a mystique of absolute, knowing we are the only one, the connection of perfection two souls joined in an embrace of life. a never-ending story some live this way all their life, through old music, close memories of people in school, or around the neighborhood where they were raised, kids we all played hide and seek with, or any kinds of games at that time in life. all the emotions all the first times... for dance or love . a kiss, or the thrill of just holding hands. sorry I'm rambling. we all have words within us. Your Friend John.