Feelings of Love by Paul Curtis (find a book to read TXT) 📖

set about my task

This year has been so special
With her sharing my life
That I want Evelyn to marry me
I want her to be my wife

So as we sit beside the hearth,
Just Evelyn and I
Logs crackling in the grate
Flames burning bright


I pray that when I ask her
I get the response I dare not believe
And she will answered yes
And be MY Christmas Eve

DRAB DOREEN

My memory takes me back
To a time when I was young
And I was pleasurably distracted by Doreen
Dear Doreen who people rather unkindly called plain
True her face was heavily freckled
And she rarely wore any makeup
But her eyes were the most dazzling blue and always smiled
Her hair was straight and chestnut brown
She was a skinny little thing and flat chested
But with the most exquisite bottom
I don’t know why people thought her plain
Maybe it’s because Doreen is a plain sounding name
I know one thing that is true
They would never have called her plain
If they had seen her in the bedroom

LOVE AT ITS ZENITH

She looked at me
With those wondrous eyes
Mysterious bright blue eyes,
That could see inside my soul
Then she gave me one of her smiles,
A truly amazing smile
That says hold me close,
Kiss me, stroke my hair,
You’ll never have too miss me.
Then we embraced
A wonderful sensual embrace
Where we seem to merge into one entity
Then as we part she smiles another smile,
Which speaks another language,
And she leads me off to bed
Where we melt together in passionate congress
And love reaches its zenith
Afterwards in the afterglow
She wears contentment on her face
And her cheek bares a rosy blush
As she lies draped across me
Like a robe of exquisite silk
I love it when she lies beside me in bed,
I love her breath on my skin
And the smell of her hair
But most of all
I love her loving me

THE CUTE RED HEAD
I sit in the beer garden
Not because I wanted a drink
Or because it was a nice day
But because I wanted to see her
I didn’t know her name
I just knew her as the cute red head
The girl with the open smiling face
And the full bountiful lips
Jade green eyes, and of course the red hair
I’m really rather sad
To come to the same ghastly pub,
To drink luke warm beer each day
Just for a glimpse of an angel
FIVE GALS NAMED JO

Jo the trumpet
The musical strumpet
She was crumpet
But her lips were hard and dry

Jo with the deep voice
Oh how I rejoice
She was so very choice
With no Adams apple I’m pleased To say

Jo with the flat chest
Had nothing inside her vest
But I was still blessed
For she had other attributes

Jo with the all over tan
Jo jo the can can
The perfect gift for man
Had a beautiful white toothed smile


Jo the pretty faced
With the narrow waist
Was to everyone’s taste
Even the other Jo’s

FIONA

I first met Fiona at a Christmas party
A beautiful woman in a young girl’s body
Fiona was far more mature than her years
And she chose me that night
Despite a host of more suitable suitors
And we danced into the night
Her firm body pressed against mine
Her intoxicating scent enveloping me
Arms clinging tightly to me
Her breath against my neck
In full view of envious eyes
And later in passionate embrace
Just the two of us in the darkness
As I kissed her goodnight


A LITTLE WORD # 1

While some use it liberally
Others hardly ever say it
Some won’t say it
Others can’t say it
Some have noone to say it to
And some say it to anyone
Some feel it but don’t say it
Others say it without feeling it
Some long to hear it said
Others are scared away by it
But whether you would have
Should have or could have
Make sure when you use the word
That you mean it when you say it
And you say it when you feel it
Love is just a word
Just one simple word
But what an effect it can have
And what damage it can sometimes cause

JACQUI

Jacqui was my older woman
Twenty years my senior
When she seduced me
In a Dublin hotel
She was always quite vivacious
This night however her high-spirit
Derived from gin and tonic
Though she knew was she was doing
Even for someone as inexperienced as I was
I could read the sexual desire in her body language
This was libidinous in the extreme
She was full of the elixir of lust
Again that was the gin and tonic
I was filled with a burning sexual desire
Which Jacqui knew exactly what to do with
She taught me how to give and receive pleasure
Took me on a journey of erogenous exploration
It was passionately fervid, scorchingly torrid
Insatiable and ardent
Caring, affectionate and tender
She was an excellent teacher
And a wonderful lover
Alas we never repeated the experience

A LITTLE BIT OF IRISH

She is my southern Irish bundle of fun
If you want a good time girl she’s the one
She drinks like a fish and dances till dawn
She’ll run around naked on your front lawn
She likes to gamble but doesn’t do drugs
And likes to drink Guinness from mugs
She is the one who paints the town red
There’s never a dull moment it has to be said
Then later you can have a quiet Canoodle
Until you unleash her inner sex poodle
Then she’s a sex crazed Barbie doll
Who doesn’t know when to stop at all
For outside she’s sweet as apple strudel
While inside she’s a spanky sex poodle


FLUFFY AND SWEET

We were an innocent couple,
We were naively sweet
Fluffy and soft
Embarking on a great love
We were an unremarkable couple
Just a couple of lovebirds
Sharing secrets, passing notes
We were an uncomplicated couple
I loved her and she loved me
And we just wanted to hold hands
And always be together
Fluffy and sweet,
Coyly smiling
Making wishes
And stealing kisses
We were an unbreakable couple
When we were seven


A LITTLE WORD # 2

While some use it liberally
Others hardly ever say it
Some won’t say it
Others can’t say it
Some have no reason to say it
And some should say it to everyone
Some feel it but don’t say it
Others say it without feeling it
Some long to hear it said
Others are scared by it
But whether you would have
Should have or could have
Make sure when you use the word
That you mean it when you say it
And you say it when you feel it
Sorry is just a word
Just one simple word
But what an effect it can have


I MAY NOT ALWAYS TELL YOU

I may not always tell you
But you are everything to me
When I awaken in the morning
You're first in my thoughts
How much simpler life would be
If only I could say
I love you for being you
I love you for loving me

The love we feel the deepest
Is the hardest to express
But in your heart you must know
How much I love you
How much simpler life would be
If only I could say
I love you for being you
I love you for loving me


Emotions and the feelings
I sometimes tend to hide
But when we're together
I count my blessings
How much simpler life would be
If only I could say
I love you for being you
I love you for loving me

You're first in my thoughts
Every moment of every day
I should just say “I love you”
But this is not the way for me
How much simpler life would be
If only I could say
I love you for being you
I love you for loving me


OF COURSE, YOU KNOW I LOVE YOU

Of course, you know I love you
And how much you mean to me
Of course you must know
It must be plain for you to see

Ok It's not every day that I tell you
And I would if I didn’t think you knew
It’s obvious so you must know
Exactly how much I love you

I know I don’t say it in so many words
Ok I don’t ever say it to you
But that just because I thought you knew
How much I’m in love with you


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Publication Date: 10-15-2010

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