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PRESSING FLOWERS
Sheltered by a field of flowers
dancing with a Summer breeze
two bodies, naturally naked
lay entwined
on a cushion of stems
sacrificed for their sacred ritual
His strong fingers
run through her soft hair
like joyous children
playing in a field of straw
her serene sapphire eyes
pour over him
filling his soul
with unfathomable happiness
High on her opiate scent
his warm excited breath
collides with her sweet staccato exhalation
together tightly sealed
by voracious kisses
as if newly born
he suckles her ample breasts
clings to her swollen nipples
as they gently rise and fall
Reaching out
resting his rough hands
on her alabaster ass
steadying her
as she rides the sensuous wave
his life force plunges deep
bathing in her warm nectar
one with the rhythm of nature
dancing with a Summer breeze
two bodies, naturally naked
lay entwined
on a cushion of stems
sacrificed for their sacred ritual
His strong fingers
run through her soft hair
like joyous children
playing in a field of straw
her serene sapphire eyes
pour over him
filling his soul
with unfathomable happiness
High on her opiate scent
his warm excited breath
collides with her sweet staccato exhalation
together tightly sealed
by voracious kisses
as if newly born
he suckles her ample breasts
clings to her swollen nipples
as they gently rise and fall
Reaching out
resting his rough hands
on her alabaster ass
steadying her
as she rides the sensuous wave
his life force plunges deep
bathing in her warm nectar
one with the rhythm of nature
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