My Amour

My Amour

A Poem by Zapata

Hand meets heart,

Arm wraps soul,

Lips connect

These bodies as a whole.


Touch is warm,

Faces flushed,

Into a whisper,

These voices hushed.


Fingertips hold power,

Brushed across skin,

Shivers down the spine,

And a timely grin.


His breath is my life,

At this point in time,

Hold me closer,

As our fingers intertwine.


Kiss me until you can’t anymore,

When I look into the eyes of My Amour.

© 2014 Zapata

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Sweet, lovely and french y...Excellent...:)............

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Added on August 3, 2014
Last Updated on August 3, 2014
Tags: love, amour, romance, sex