Brunette lady <br />With dark mysterious eyes, <br />You even mesmerize the moonlight <br />Falling softly upon you with love. <br /> <br />In a midnight garden, roses sleep <br />Like happy angels, <br />But you walk with a man <br />Kissing the nape of your neck, <br />Running his hand beneath your blouse <br />To touch your stomach in ecstasy. <br /> <br />The heavens are breathing romance, <br />Amorous gods and goddesses are disrobing, <br />The world is becoming intoxicated <br />With the wine of desire, <br />And you alone surpass them all <br />With your supple body of captivating dreams, <br />With the slightest movements of your breasts <br />Making every gazing man tremulous, <br />Setting off lovely eruptions. <br /> <br />It is impossible to possess you, <br />But I would repeatedly kiss the pillow <br />That has cradled and caressed your head <br />While you peacefully slept <br />And left the world anxiously waiting <br />To see your magnificent vision again.<br /><br />Uriah Hamilton<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/repeatedly-kiss-the-pillow/
