Some old poems, revised

Fantasy Island
Slowly drifting to sleep in your arms
Forever grateful to feel so secure
The timing is right,
Tonight is our night,
Been away for too long
Yearning for your touch
Sharing special moments in intimacy
And your bedroom eyes invite me to a place,
Where fantasies become a reality,
Full of whipped cream and strawberries
Gripping thighs and vigorous thrusting
On thousand dollar satin sheets with velvet trim and silk pillow cases
Getting caught up in infatuation in the limousine with the top down,
Relaxing in the jacuzzi
Getting lost in you
Passion overwhelming us underneath the antique rain shower head,
Imagining that we are beneath the waterfalls of Jamaica,
Basking in the sun on the side of a resort pool in the Virgin Islands,
Chasing each other in tribal attire in the rain forests of Africa,
Standing on top of the Eiffel tower in Paris,
Walking together along the quite white sand beaches of the Caribbean,
Crossing over the Golden Gate Bridge in St. Louis,
Silence falling over us
Taking a gondola through the rivers of Venice,
Dining at the beautiful Italiano Restaurante and share a plate of Fettuccini Alfredo,
Moving on to a Restaurante Espanola and dine on Paella con Arroz and for dessert, flan
Last but not least, we must nourish the soul,
Making us feel good on the inside.
Just the thought of it has me
slowly drifting to sleep in your arms,
Inside the tranquility of your embrace

And here is one for the lovers:

My Vows
On the surface it all seems so simple,
Two people who love each other unconditionally,
But as I begin to scratch what lies just beneath the surface,
I see what is and what there is to come.
So much passion between the two of us,
I can feel the fire.
Special moments that will forever be imprinted in my mind
Of the soft and intimate kisses you give,
The way you gently stroke my glory,
Often I get caught up in your embrace,
The warmth of your face,
It cant be replaced by another.
Seductive stares and wet lips take me straight to ecstasy.
It cannot be described,
Even though I have tried,
And the feels wont subside; I guess Im caught up.
You've got me for life,
I am your best friend,
I am your wife, even when you go off the deep end.
When you fall, I am there to pick you up.
When you have a plan, I have your back.
If you have a dream, I want to make it reality.
I am your rib,
I was made for you and you alone.
You will never have to wonder whether or not I love you,
All you have to do is call on me.

And here is one for the love of my life:

The First Time
Memories from the first day we met
Your approach,
the way you looked into my eyes
The first time
Something about the way you took my hand in yours,
The first time
Let me know that this was forever.
Kiss me again,
the way you kissed me in the moonlight by the lake
Our first time
Hold me close, the way you did when we slept in each others arms
The very first time
When I am hungry, feed my mind body and soul, the way that you did,
That first time
Make love to me completely and touch the depths of my soul the way you did,
Our first time
Leave me wanting more, the way you did
That first time
And when I am yearning for you, put it on me the way you did
The first time
And when you say, "I love you,"
Make sure its not
The last time.

By Beverly Bradford

copyright- Decemebr 20, 2008