Love's Bliss
~by Linda Van Tassell
What a tender budding thing
is the blissful body while making love.
Transmigrating souls of affection
soar in the abodes of heaven above.
Pretzelled together, my legs around your waist,
my hips responding to your every drive.
My sighs and sweet moans, my passionate pleas.
You make the liquid of my body come alive.
Let the fire of your passion ignite my soul.
Illuminate me with your love, your light.
I am no longer myself, without you, lost.
I am a river, refreshed, quenched tonight.
You are the air through which I breathe and move.
You are my body, fevered and bruised with your kisses.
You are a singular love, a lovely dream of provocation.
You are the warmth, the hardness, all joyful blisses.
You play on the coastline of my body
under the white suns of rosy nipples;
and you rise within my naked ocean
creating warm and exhilarating ripples.
I joy in your searching fingers
as you find your way to my heart.
God! You are a titillating devil
using your hands to push my thighs apart.
And now, how do I lose myself
within the essence of your eyes?
Yet, you have made me endless,
like rain, like torment, like skies.
Here I am, the early-come dawn,
completely seduced, giving in as I must.
I am a passion-hung flower, rising into air,
into the fragrance and falling of lust.
My dear, I adore you, your purring groan.
I delight in the way you love me too much.
I drink all of you in like a deep, deep wine
and am drunk in the body bliss of touch.
~*~this site is dedicated to Koala~*~
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Keebler's burnt lil elf
