Love Poems(6)

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Daydreams

I drift though the day, I drift through the day. I drift and dream My life away. My love has left, Gone far away  And in my dreams I'm with her, every day. I dream of you, one day Coming to find me, Little and old Your hair completely White. I take you in my arms My darling And hold you ... very tight....Read On

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Daydreams

I drift though the day, I drift through the day. I drift and dream My life away. My love has left, Gone far away  And in my dreams I'm with her, every day. I dream of you, one day Coming to find me, Little and old Your hair completely White. I take you in my arms My darling And hold you ... very tight....Read On

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First Love

I meet the love of my life

When I was young, I met a girl Of beauty beyond compare, Tip tilted nose, sparkling eyes And silken dark brown hair. We met in the beautiful garden Of my home at Hayford Hall, Among flowering Rhododendrons By the sound of a waterfall. It was Spring and all was beautiful, The garden, to the moorland high above I looked into her smiling face And knew, I was in love....Read On

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Just Thinking Of You, Darling

There's a place in my kitchen, Where your old hat hangs. And every time I pass there, Your perfume fills my lungs. My dustbins are out by the gate, The milk bottles stand by the door. My daily came yesterday, And washed the kitchen floor. It's seven o'clock in the morning, I'm thinking of things I must do. I'll just take a nice cup of tea now, Back to bed, with my thoughts of you. I...Read On

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Perfect Womanhood

A Poem about first time lovers 18 and 20 years

I love you as I see you Naked, supine on my bed The beauty of your tender face Your golden hair outspread Upon the counterpain. I drink in your lovely body My dream of perfect womanhood Your swelling breasts so round And firm, soft pink areolae Like roses to be kissed. There beneath a mound of Finest golden curls Your vulva yawning wide Moist in expectation Inviting me to come inside. ...Read On

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Young Lovers

Abandoned young lovers making love on the floor

I made love to you the other day On cushions on the floor. I lay my head between your legs And licked your musky cream. I loved your meaty taste and smell, Good as Nanna's stew. I had a can of beer or two Or three or four, We were feeling mellow you and me,  Sprawled out where we lay. Like two abandoned lovers Upon a bed of hay. So there, upon the floor of my little cott. I shoved my...Read On