Wednesday, September 21, 2011

rocked (fear denied)



mind reeling
pulse racing
blood pumping
left speechless by our beauty

to feel your caress
soft, sensual and maddening
to hear your whisper
close, quiet and breathless
our lips touch, tongues dancing
velvety, wet, wanting

my hand in the small of your back
pulling you into my warm embrace
you push against me, skin on skin
overcome by primal need, pure passion
desire so intense it threatens to consume us
so cleanly, so gently, my life slips slowly into yours

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