yearning the lure

Posted by Robert Anderson On Sunday, June 5, 2011 1 comments

i yearn the lure
as you wake me to dreams,
beckoning me and i am there
at your bidding

you're intoxicating, irresistible to
my every sense
oh, weave me your love,
spindle your lust
through those words that caress my soul

i believe in you,
consume me, bare to me your essence and
unclothe your soul

for you my belovéd
are all i honestly desire

Posted by Robert Anderson at Sunday, June 05, 2011
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1 comment:

Anonymous said...

breathtaking... this one's a keeper!

June 5, 2011 at 9:53 AM

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