<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=521240" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A whiskey Love</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Through a glass of Whiskey I found her.<br>Her eyes, Flaming Blue, hiding a glance of Heaven<br>Her hair golden like the reflection of an English buttercup, <br>Open to the flirtations of the sun.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Her lips soft, pink, <br>Like the dawn over a distant tulip field, <br>With a promise to reveal, even more, <br>Moist, sweet, the taste of a woman</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Her neck, slim, elegant, with a hint of summer, <br>Jeweled with faint dew drops from the evenings heat<br>Her shoulders, graceful, a ballerinas calling<br>Perfectly formed, a place for heroes, <br>To rest their head</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Her arms slender, delicate, with a promise of an angels embrace<br>An embrace that could wash away, all your sins<br>Her dress clinging to her body, like the lilies in a pond, <br>Hiding the secrets below</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Her wrist adorned with a single pearl, <br>But it is she who is more precious<br>No mortal offering could eclipse her.<br>Her hands soft, with a touch, <br>That I would gladly die for.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">No ring, dare I wish? <br>Her legs, long, perfectly formed, <br>Made to move, like a gentle summer wind, <br>Caressing the flowers of some meadow, <br>In a faraway dream. Breathtaking.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When she walked the whole world stood still<br>She glanced, our eyes met<br>My soul was stolen, <br>Engulfed in flames of desire<br>My heart penetrated, laid bear with a love so rare, <br>My mind lost in sweet expectation.<br>A feeling beyond, any poets gaze</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She smiled, my body quivered<br>For this moment, I would gladly lead the forlorn hope.<br>These seconds, I remember them so well.<br>I was overwhelmed by the closeness of her spirit, <br>Her presence commanding an invisible audience, <br>Of stolen glances, a vision of woman, <br>Of such form, such desire, such love.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then like a gentle whisper, her body, brushed against mine<br>Leaving the air perfumed<br>Like orchids being carried by a holy dove.<br>Then my heart shattered, strewn across the floor, <br>Like yesterday’s confetti.<br>For the smile, was for someone else.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Steven+Cooke">Steven Cooke</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=521240" data-title="A whiskey Love de Steven Cooke" data-description="Through a glass of Whiskey I found her. Her eyes, Flaming Blue, hiding a glance of Heaven Her hair golden like the reflection of an English buttercup, Open to the flirtations of the sun. Her lips soft, pink, Like the dawn over a distant tulip f..."></div> </div> </div>

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