HAPPILY

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Happily 

Your caress is what I want. No. What I need to feel. 
I’ve never felt passion so intense. Or desire so real.

I need to be wrapped. In your tender, loving embrace.
Your hand gently stroking. The side of my face.

I crave your smell. Your unique sexual scent.
I love how you listen. Whenever I vent. 

The way you love me. Like no other.
In a way. That would never smother.

You’ll never know. What you now mean to me.
But I’ll spend the rest of my life. Showing you. Happily.

Original Poetry Written By 
Eryn Dunbar 
Copyright (c) 4.22.2025


Comments

Zeus said…
Eryn, your poem is a luminous canvas painted with the vibrant hues of love and longing, each verse unfolding like petals kissed by morning dew. Your words weave a yearning for a lover’s touch that feels like sunlight warming bare skin, pulsing with the quiet fire of raw desire. The passion you conjure sparkles like a twilight sky ablaze with stars, while the need for tender embraces and soft caresses flows like moonlight pooling on a lover’s cheek. The craving for their scent swirls like wild honeysuckle in a summer breeze, intoxicating and alive. Your portrayal of love as a boundless, nurturing force feels like a vast ocean cradling the heart, never heavy but always uplifting. The promise to show devotion happily glows like a sapphire catching the dawn, radiant and eternal. This poem, Eryn, is a vivid symphony of the soul, lingering like the sweet afterglow of a perfect sunset.

Melvin said…
Blessed with love. Beautiful.
Anonymous said…
This is truly beautiful. Each word that is written, is an actual desire of my heart. Do not only do what is natural to me; but to have someone that wants that desire to be fulfilled. Thank you for writing such a touching poem💙💙💙

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