"Poetry & Rhymes" by William Hancock

Posts tagged “Desire

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“Where Nothing Makes Sense”

"Where Nothing Makes Sense"

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I so wanna know her,

This woman in my dreams,

Dreaming from afar,

Like an illusion it seems.

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I want to reach out and touch her,

Caress her and more,

Feel the warmth of her skin,

As we fall to the floor.

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I want to taste her lips,

Smell her scent,

Just fade away,

Where nothing makes sense.

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In the hush of silence,

Where dreams collide,

This love that’s bound,

In these dreams of mine.

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Like an illusion it seems,

A dream from afar,

A touch never felt,

Dreams lovers,.. . we are.

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William Hancock © All Rights Reserved

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“I Wish, I do.. .”

I’m tip-toeing around,

Your room, I is,

Not making a sound,

Nor heard by whom.

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Creeping up close,

I make a wish,

I want you, I do,

Ah-h-h,.. .

To feel your bliss.

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Round and round,

Like a dancing clown,

How evil I be,

With these thoughts of this.

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I want you, I do,

Every moment the more,

Such beautiful thoughts,

Of you, I adore.

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Oh-h-h,.. .

If only it were,.. .

Just more than a wish.

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William Hancock © All Rights Reserved

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“It Felt So Right”

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As I watched from a loft,
On this Moonlit night;
Her skin was so soft,
Her skirt ah’ so tight.

What a beautiful sound,
As her feet touched the ground,
As she danced all the night.

She knew I was there,
As I wished she were mine.
The most beautiful hair,
And her breast were so fine.

As she moved round and round,
She was Heavenly found,
Ah, The most beautiful sight.

As I watched from the loft,
She turned with a stare;
Here skirt she slid off,
Her skin became bare.

Oh God what a sight,
With those eyes so bright,
I could smell her in the air.

As she danced on and on,
With each breath I could hear.
Though not heard was sweet song,
For this one to come near.

Oh, It Felt So Right,
As I watched her in the light,
I wanted her here.

The sun began to rise,
And she turned to walk away.
The light between her thighs,
Shined through in just a way.

She looked with those eyes,
No regrets, no goodbyes,.. .
“Do you plan to stay?”

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William Hancock © All Rights Reserved

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