Alisha Limbu
The departure of our boys to foreign parts with the ever-present possibility that they might never return, taught the real value of photography to every father and mother. To many a mother the photograph of her boy in his country's uniform was the one never-failing consolation
I Can Still Feel You Here...
Your breath upon my cheek whispering
those words I long to hear.
I can feel your heart as it beats to mine,
in heated passion we both feel.
You hold me from behind, telling me how you
feel.
With such passion my body can tell.
My temperature rises to the warmth of
your touch.
Your kiss is like the ocean waves, with such
force then very calm.
The touch of your body brings me to my knees
with desire to have you within myself.
I can't control this feeling I have, my body shakes
with desire to take you now.
Oh my love take me in your loving arms, and tell me
you desire me as I you.
I can still feel you upon my skin with passion of
this heated night.
I long to touch every inch of your body slowly
as I whisper those loving words you long to hear,
I can still feel you.