BeginningsA Poem by MarkA recipe to cooking love.I could so easily fall but that would be the end of my protection. The beginning of my rejection. Soft curves, bright eyes brilliant mind and smile I shield my heart, my soul and give you my kindness. I hope the warmth will slowly build to a bonfire of passion and melt us both; forging love. Our love will be a frog sitting in a warm pan of water awaiting the boil.
© 2012 MarkAuthor's Note
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