CAMELOT FANTASIES

LUVS' FINESSE

The warmth ov your hand, the caress ov your kiss.
Taking away, hearts' loneliness.
With luv, there lays a duress.
Deep Luv, will sometimes depress.
Bringing around, your souls' emptiness.
With each sound, whispers ov luv, you confess.
Heart swings, to different bound.
Comforts me to impress, feelings come around.
Hearts embossed, with luvs' sweet caress.
Softly touching your lips, is part ov luvs finesse.
Whispers so dear, nestled amongst my hair.
Playing with your fingertips, luv mirrored.
Arms so strong, holding me tight, into your chest.
My luv for you, will never be suppressed.
Oh the chills that I get, when I look into your eyes.
Those thrills that I feel, embracing my thighs.
When you play that luving touch, looking into my eyes.
Luvs' finesse, mean so much.