This place

Just something I came up with while watching tv. I hope you enjoy :)

There is a place that is just for us 

A place where we can be alone 

Where we can hold hands and kiss 

We can do anything we wish 

Our bodies together just cuddling 

Feeling the warmth we both give off 

Maybe becoming more as the night falls 

A simple kiss might lead to an intentional moan 

Hands may move from your neck to your hips 

Feeling, grabbing and taking off clothes 

Soon everything is on the ground 

With each touch comes with a loud sound 

There is a place just for you and me 

A place only we know about 

Only we know the feelings of this place 

This is the place our passion burns free

Reviews

[Justin]

that was really great :) :) i am able to picture this place in my head :)

[MomzillaNC]

A very sexy write. However, I have to disagree that it's "The only place our love can grow." You're poem is describing passion, not Love. Love lives beyond passion, often in spite of it. Passion fades and flames up and fades and flames up all our lives. But, Love isn't something that fades. Lost love is tragic. Faded passion is merely a pause; it can be the reason for jealousy and possessiveness; passion is spent. But, Love is a selfless gift that returns forever treasure in the sharing.

[MandaBear]

Yeah I wasn't sure how to end this so that's what I came up with but I plan on changing it when I find the right words. Thanks for your review :)

[MomzillaNC]

Maybe: This is the place our passion burns free

[MandaBear]

Thanks I hope you dont mind if I used your suggestion

[MomzillaNC]

You're welcome to it. I'm honored.