Sweet RebeccaA Poem by sweetylee1994
In the wind I hear your voice, calling from miles away.
I sit in awe - I have no choice, but to follow it all the way.
I hear my name it sounds so sweet as it roll right off your lips.
I give in, succumbing to thee, and graze on your fingertips.
You let me, with a happy smile. I no longer can resist;
Oh, sweet Rebecca, I long for you, this soft desired kiss...
© 2010 sweetylee1994
Added on September 29, 2010
Last Updated on September 29, 2010