<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=392485" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>And That's What It's Like With You, My Love</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Whenever you touch me sweet, my love<br>i feel the rapid beat of my pulse <br>like a thousand drums pounding, <br>fast and hard through my marrrow -<br>such hard, percussed sonority.<br>And, whenever we move to the dance of love, <br>we're like two celestial violins<br>with bows freshly rosined - <br>rubbing, pulling with bare moist heat, <br>complimenting each other with favour, <br>to the arousing rhythm and pleasure<br>of loves' perfect movement. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And when we perform together, <br>in dual concert, dominating exchange -<br>solos encounter like soliloquies<br>of sensual deliverance.<br>And the Rush of this titillation <br>is like the bursting of cymbals.....in climax, <br>exuberant release...euphoria, and - <br>flushed and wet, <br>you strike a match; <br>i quit years ago, <br>but the spiraling trail of smoke, white<br>rising over brass and satin <br>reminds me of the encores yet to come...<br>ne plus ultra! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And that's what it's like with you, my love, <br>that's how it feels when you touch me sweet.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">_____________ F j R _____________</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Frank+James+Ryan+Jr.">Frank James Ryan Jr.</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=392485" data-title="And That's What It's Like With You, My Love de Frank James Ryan Jr." data-description="Whenever you touch me sweet, my love i feel the rapid beat of my pulse like a thousand drums pounding, fast and hard through my marrrow - such hard, percussed sonority. And, whenever we move to the dance of love, we're like two celestial violin..."></div> </div> </div>

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