Something

Eyes of emeralds,
A heart of gold,
Lips on fire,
A love untold.

Your body soft as silk,
As my hands slid down your sides,
An emptiness deep down,
You have somehow revived.

Leaves me wanting you,
More and more each time you leave,
Thinking bout your Sexy body,
And making me to believe.

That there is a happiness,
That I've longed just to find,
As I set here day dreaming,
Your always on my mind.

poem by Richard Goolsby
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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