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Indulge Your Thirst
I think of you and
have a desire to write
how you make
my mouth water
with lust
make my skin boil
when I feel your bust
take me to your room
filled with candlelight
take me to silk sheets
silk skin
pressed against mine
heat of the moment
lost in the moment
lost in you
in your eyes
tongues intertwined
drunk not on wine
we'll do every position
on a mission
I'll taste your body's honey
look up to you with
satisfaction in my eyes
your flavor in my mouth
as your thighs hug my neck
tightening pleasure
climb on top
with rhythmic thrusts
our harmonious moans
chamomile on your lips
your legs locked to my hips
your rippling hair
hypnotic with your scent
of lavender and roses
hold my hands
lace your fingers with mine
like a trellis and vines
like our hearts melding
our bodies melting
together in the heat
rolling orgasms
in synchronous bliss
the a.m. hours pass by
the candles die
yet we still make love
as if we were virgin teens
sweat gleams
fulfilling our sexual dreams
tussled bed and tangled bodies
holding you close to my chest
arms wrapped 'round your breasts
kissing goodnight
sunlight bathing naked flesh
our bodies exhausted
but our lusts have just begun
have a desire to write
how you make
my mouth water
with lust
make my skin boil
when I feel your bust
take me to your room
filled with candlelight
take me to silk sheets
silk skin
pressed against mine
heat of the moment
lost in the moment
lost in you
in your eyes
tongues intertwined
drunk not on wine
we'll do every position
on a mission
I'll taste your body's honey
look up to you with
satisfaction in my eyes
your flavor in my mouth
as your thighs hug my neck
tightening pleasure
climb on top
with rhythmic thrusts
our harmonious moans
chamomile on your lips
your legs locked to my hips
your rippling hair
hypnotic with your scent
of lavender and roses
hold my hands
lace your fingers with mine
like a trellis and vines
like our hearts melding
our bodies melting
together in the heat
rolling orgasms
in synchronous bliss
the a.m. hours pass by
the candles die
yet we still make love
as if we were virgin teens
sweat gleams
fulfilling our sexual dreams
tussled bed and tangled bodies
holding you close to my chest
arms wrapped 'round your breasts
kissing goodnight
sunlight bathing naked flesh
our bodies exhausted
but our lusts have just begun
Published 21st Aug 2017
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22nd Aug 2017 4:50pm
