Monday, June 1, 2015

BOB STRUM


BOB STRUM
TRUFFELS AND TRIFLES

Truffles and trifles.
A joy to be living.
Sighs which we stifle.
Both of us giving.
Mouths that are blended
In a magic embrace.
Perfectly blended
As we lie face to face.
Lovers engaged in
The sharing of passion.
Come let us begin
Complete abdication.
Rhythm entrancing,
A heaven sent treasure.
Two souls are dancing,
Quite lost in the pleasure.
You are my lover.
We are sharing a bed.
Who needs a cover?
I’ll embrace you instead.

BOB STRUM

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