16th poem – 16th hour – Marathon – Mad gentle feeling

Mad gentle feeling

Wondrous longing
Wonderful sate
You allow me this madness
To want more this mate

There are thoughts of the one who tampers my heart With fire
Oh the soul of my soul
The one i more than admire

Hormone beams
From sweet tender kisses
We hold the feeling that zeros out all our misses

Skin and skin found each other within a whirlpool of “who?”
This feeling is real
And undeniably true

4 thoughts on “16th poem – 16th hour – Marathon – Mad gentle feeling

  1. What a lovely love poem! πŸ™‚ Awe, gentleness, passion, all are gently presented, so the title is perfect, too. I love the line, β€œThere are thoughts of the one who tampers my heart with fire / soul of my soul.” That is Amazing!!

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