Friday, February 10, 2006


If I could take you
Even no further than into my arms
You would be where you belong.

To possess you for even so short a time
and, with your arms around me, to be possessed
Two helpless pawns, controlled
by the fire and sweet gravity of desire.

Holding you
I would chase and catch the lights that burn in your eyes
Until for just a moment they shine brightly, just for me
And then, sweetly smoldering, your curtains close
Leaving me to dream
Knowing even the sweetest dream could not compare.

~© R. Bankard~


Southern Boy said...


Thats a smouldering poem you have there.

Have A Southern Day

SmileyTD said...

Well, good morning to you too, SB!! :)

It is quite sensual, isn't it? I think that may be why I like it so well. :P LOL