My arms will be prepared <br />and happy for the chance <br />to hold you, having been <br />it seems now, made <br />especially to wrap around you, <br />touch and love your skin <br />and pull you close <br />so we can hear our drum, <br />the heart we share <br />and where our precious blood <br />a neverending stream <br />holds souls so filled <br />with hope and lets them float <br />their tentacles entwined <br />moist tongues explore <br />and greedily take in <br />all that exudes <br />from deep within, <br />creating new <br />where you become <br />and I be you.<br /><br />Herbert Nehrlich<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/good-morning-my-love-3/
