Serenade
Patrick Bonici
Professor Vana
English 1A 33157
Journal 8
Serenade
Found comfort for body reposing in chair,
Weary days thoughts lodged under my hair.
Laxity flows to souls precious dues,
With closed eyes my spirit renews.
Easing my worries at days long ends,
Search for love lies in my hands.
Her body’s curves so smooth and true,
Lie in my lap awaiting my woo.
Her warm neck gently rests in palm,
Other hand holds her belly calm.
My heart beat pounds traverse our chests,
Felt through her body with love in quest.
My gliding touch her body suggests,
Finger tips massage her neck caressed.
With every touch of glistening strands,
Her body shivers in my hands.
Whist replaced her quiet’s not stilled,
Throughout the evening our passion fills.
Her beautiful sighs with every stroke,
Fills the air like rolling smoke.
Both bodies and spirits now become one,
Our passion emits hindered by none.
Our heavenly sounds envelop entirely,
Pachelbel, Tarrega, Carulli, Carcassi.
With soul eased and spirit renewed,
We both feel the calm ensue.
Only together can this passion exist,
In each other’s arms we find bliss.
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