Felicia’s Dream to See Niagara Falls
Love is in the air – My Love comes at night!
See how Sweet he is to my eye.
My cheeks flush with anticipation.
My soul flutters and wishes to Join with his!
Water rushes over Lovers entwined in Lover’s Quest.
See how my hand stroked over hard masculine flesh.
Quivers fill my belly with hot flashes of pain
O that I could be with him now.
Please hurry I know no other way to be.
Sin is not – but love is sweeter than any hummingbird’s tongue.
Trouble me not those who does not see me as I am
I am his to tomorrow sings.
He picks me up as I weigh not.
Gracious me – I am astounded at his sweet troubling of my flesh.
Flames of delight fill me and I cannot say nay.
Like thundering bolts we clash.
He chases me near and far.
Clasped in his arms I squeal.
Threw across his shoulder I laugh.
You have captured me and I you.
Never we part for our heart and soul is atwine.
By Felicia McCaw
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