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Storm.....
...a force of nature; erotique
often quiet,scintillating, inviting
and oh how she could bring the rain
Her rush.......
........absolutely erogenous
the way she touched me, held me
as if I was a mountain, a strong tower
she stood upon my coronal ridge
performing her magic
her strong yet delicate hands
stroking the apex of
my most illicit pleasures
until I am made wet....
.....she always made it rain
my quiet storm
a warm breeze upon a cool night
"Love light in flight, fuel injected passion"
she makes me so........wet
(entered in a DU competition)
Published 24th Jul 2017
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24th Jul 2017 3:28pm
Her rush... seems like the perfect storm to sweep you up in a whirlwind affair !
This, was a lovely write depicting intensity, eloquence and passion. The perfect elixir, for love.
This, was a lovely write depicting intensity, eloquence and passion. The perfect elixir, for love.
