Sweet surrender,
moth to flame,
passion's promise
when you call my name;
Sweet surrender,
desire's gentle kiss,
hands upon me;
What mounting bliss!
Sweet surrender
I shiver in fear,
I flow with excitement
Just knowing you are near;
Oh, how I want you!
My spirit longs to soar;
Once is never enough with you;
You leave me longing for more.


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Great line Cheryl, thanks for this wonderful poem...
I strive like you to write
My fingers and my mind
attempt the same at night.
Good stuff