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One Night
One night of lust could turn back the hands of time
One night of desire and we could be forever
One night of love and our souls could see the highest mountains
One night of intense passions and we could be forever
My name on your lips in the throes of passion burns my very soul
And your lips burn my very being
My very being cries out for your passion
A passion that burns deep within me
A passion that burns for all time
One night of desire and we could be forever
One night of love and our souls could see the highest mountains
One night of intense passions and we could be forever
My name on your lips in the throes of passion burns my very soul
And your lips burn my very being
My very being cries out for your passion
A passion that burns deep within me
A passion that burns for all time
Published 5th Jan 2019
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6th Jan 2019 4:28pm
Passionate piece, reinforced by the pic whose fur rug gives a touch of the proverbial cave man to the scene.
6th Jan 2019 4:31pm
Thanks Glad you caught the fur rug in photo...
Passion was my intentions of this ink
Passion was my intentions of this ink
7th Jan 2019 6:54am
This inspired a rhyme:
Making love and building fires,
cover of animal skins;
warmth for primitive desires.
unbeset by sense of sins.
Making love and building fires,
cover of animal skins;
warmth for primitive desires.
unbeset by sense of sins.
