Jocelyn is my name and here is my experience:
How would I forget?
That great movie set,
Under a starred sky,
Glared by a beautiful sunset
At the edge of shyness
He poured a rain of tenderness
A rainbow of romance
Many things worth remembrance
A soft kiss on my cheek,
Arms around my hip,
Mesmerizing caress held me weak.
Tendered lip-touches below my neck,
Electrified by a lightning of sentiments
Knew what pleased me the most.
His hands reached a secret horizon,
Touched my heaven at its uppermost.
Deep in cave’s depth, he carried on
Like a race, but he had already won.
Dropped kisses on my lips,
As if later to collect;
A hot furnace enrolled my hip.
His pen drew as well as he wrote
My hip acted according to the script,
He wrote well,
Wished he’d repeat the lesson Stupefied by the novel
His acts so uncommon
I was like in an oven;
I had hoped, he’d go on
He invited me, so I came
Followed me after I called his name
It wasn’t sex; but a naked poetry
With verses so breathy
He remains the greatest screenplay writer
I’ll always be the actress and he the actor
The man of my dream and the reality of my life
Flashed forward, I was the main character;
Like Oscar nominee; He’d made me his wife.
It was a great scene of a great movie
Starring Jocelyn and Jimmy
Nowhere would I rather be
Right in his arms for eternity.
I love him so much.
He conquered my all with his magic touch.
~~ +Bill Dove