I ache for the touch of your lips,
but more the touch of your whips,
As I grab onto your hips,
And feel your strikes and rips.
as we dance to the Lovers tango

Let our love be a flame not Just an ember,
say it's me that you want to dismember,
black my eye, set fire to my tie....
Give into me with moans and sighs,
as we dance to the Lovers Tango.

At your command, before you here I stand...
My heart is in your hand....
Take me rough and treat it gentle.
Threathen me to cook it in lentil...
Make me laugh make me cry.
You know i will love you until i die.
My heart entreats,
just hear those savage beats...
go put on your cleats...

As we dance the Lovers Tango

Your heart is tender,Yet to surrender is beyond all thought
You start to go soft, but then aloft ,so as not to be caught
My soul is on fire,
it's aflame with desire...
Which is why I perspire
I feel the love so wet.
as we begin to sweat.
I could do the comode,...But in you is where i like to explode.
as we do the Lovers tango.

You caught my nose... in your left castinet ....
I can feel the pain yet ... everytime I hear drums.
And I envy the rose... that you held in your teeth ...
With the thorns underneath .... sticking into your gums.
The desire is like a flood,
when you taste the blood, Like a vampire in the night.
You feast on me with such delight.
As you take in all i have to offer,
The treasure fills like in a coffer.

Your eyes cast a spell that bewitches...
the last time I needed about 20 stitches...
To sew up the gash you made with your lash...
and exciting to thrash to talk trash.
as the whip will nash,
As we dance to the Lovers tango.

Get in my brain, and make me scream with pain,
say we'll never part, Fill My Heart
I know too well.... I'm underneath your spell....
So darling if you smell Something Tarted
It wasn't me who farted.
I blame it on the dog, I'am such a hog
its as old as King Tut... who has an innocent butt ?.

Take your cigarette from it's holder...
and burn your intitials in my sholder...
and swear that you're mine...
Until the end of time,
Even with my stupid rhyme, you Know I Love you all the Time.
As we dance to the Lovers tango

Eric

Oh that i could wisper upon the wind.
And have my words travel the distance to your ear.

What do you think you would hear.

Good Night Love (kiss)

are u writing too your own self

Naw, his Lady is a member here.. I know them both quite well.. Nice poem Eric..