Passion

Sweeping images brush across my mind,
Of my Love lying in wait.
Uninhibited in her beauty and wisdom,
She calls to me prone to my advance.

As a delicate flower follows the sun,
My Princess turns to me knowingly.
Calling my name in breaths hardly audible,
She reaches for me.

Taking my hand, she pulls me close,
Her kisses shower me with their exuberance.
Overcome by feelings so strong,
I respond with the utmost affection.

Hair, so silky, flows through my fingers,
My eyes gaze only to her beauty.
Lips pursed as soft as down,
Invite me to their wishes.

Spontaneous contortions entwine our bodies,
Love seeking love for love's sake.
Rhythms are spawned that grow at passion's urging,
Our kisses become cries to the night.

At one with each other, we revel in our love,
Displaced anxieties no longer adhere.
Our fortunes lie within our hearts,
Spontaneously brought forth in orgasmic ecstasies.

Breathless to the music of our passion,
We embrace for the ages to come.
Indestructible in it's creation,
Our naos shall withstand all trials.


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