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Body And Soul

Winter Dances
Such sweeten whispered romances  
Warm bodied temples engaged among divinity of embedding fruitful chances  
Heightened euphoria cloaked in the throne of its pleasure  
Lips converging on mine, “give me your all” in my ear, no space and time we measure    
   
Streams of lust coveted under the warmth of iluminating rays    
The donning of the sun, kissing the nectar of infinity we tenderly bathe  
Giving you all the love I got  
Mm... slowly addicting me with your charismatic mental drops  
Capturing the true essence of me    
My mystic pampering you crave, you need    
   
In this wilderness, taking the desires of your mind to the brink of paradise  
Each night, satisfying the natural of your rise with my nasty and nice  
Engaging my Chi while sinking in the depth of my sultry tease  
The yearning in your eyes to please    
The taste of your love imprinting upon the windows of my heart  
Ecstasy ringing out where two souls lark  
   
The soloistic of the moon illuminating the silhouettes of our wayward path  
Interlocked, famished of its nourishment of love, touches of ecstasy never to be outlast  
Breathless, sinking deeper inside me with each thrusting virginal recast  
Beating hearts echoing the cadence of my silken tempo  
We are whole  
Entwined by body and soul  
   
The hunger of our consummation getting stronger  
Palms to palms, the slipping and dipping, the shroud of its bearing, our passion, refusing denial any longer  
Clenched skin, ravenous of its caressing melt  
Trickling droplets of love to the skin softy felt  
   
Asunder of its beautiful broken chains  
Eyes to the Heavens we have touched its bliss once again    
Sedated in the reminising sensations of its comforting pouring rains  
   
Oh, sweet mercy, whatever it takes to make you happy, good  
Keeping you smiling while spinning me within rapture as only you could  
Making you feel needed, wanted, as a woman should  
Body and Soul
Author's Note
The great moral powers of the soul are faith, hope, and love.

Ellen G. White
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