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Making sweet love
Making sweet love Lay me down and lower yourself to run your hands along my lines give me room to take you in, to sync your breath with mine your fingers searching, delving in to learn a lover's tells lifting to your fevered touch I'm hammered by this spell In towards you I move myself and glide my hands below to trace the markings of your skin skimming my shadowed beau curious hands and mint sweet kisses heard above the music playing with nothing but the air between us I think it's my heart you're slaying My arousal is affected, ignited by your touch slipping in and out of reach your grasp is a heated rush pausing as I lower myself beneath the tangled sheets your hands in my hair, your body tensed to when our flesh will meet My mouth is warm, but you are hard against my tongue and hand sliding myself further down to take in all I can grappling for purchase, your fingers brush my cheek I feel your heat and hear the words that you can barely speak My name spills forth as wine to a glass from your lips to my ears my needs growing stronger as I feel the moment's drawing near in a fluid motion I am now ensnared within your loving arms as you slide in to meet my want our passion rising with the dawn My breath is caught in ragged gasps, your face buried to my breast and with each new thrust of our hips we come closer to the crest holding tight I reach and soar and you are close behind waves of pleasure spread throughout as we cum in time Spent and wasted you reach for me to bring me to your side you kiss my neck and whisper words I've wished a thousand times in the curve of your arm, in the light of the sun I close my weary eyes listening to the rhythm of your heart as it beats with mine |
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Reading this poem, it makes me go "Wow" Well done dear lady, you should take a bow.
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