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Softly Kissing In The Rain

Mm… my love, you’ve escaped into my world of dreams
Kissed by twinkling stars and ordained by the Heavens above
You softly caressed my face
Tasting the honeyed nectar off my sweet lips

Whispered promises of endearments in my ear
Mm... slowly undressing me, peeling off layers of waiting in eagerness
Needing the warmness of his muscular body melting against mine
Hungering for the reasoning sound of his baritone voice  

He laid me down on a bed of silken rose petals
Passion and gentleness mirrored in his eyes as he gazed down into mine  
From the ancestral hair strands on top of my head, to the pointiness of my toes you, alluring me
Inhaling the sight that lays in nakedness for his taking

Mighty hands gently worshipping, roving, seductively up the temple of my curvaceous body
Inpatient lips savoring the ambrosia of my skin
The tip of his tongue substituted in the silken foray
Moonlit bathed silhouettes dancing to the calling of feasted bliss

Losing myself in the dominance of his carnal surprise
Tears of fears, tears of anticipation, tears of this moment marginalized into reality  
In the throne of his pleasure, blanketing my lips
Coaxing me into tender compliance, bending my mind, coveting my body, kissing my soul into submission

My arms finding a safe haven around his neck
Tugging my body into the greater law of physical gravity taking place in the wisp of time
Oh, sweet mercy he plunges deep inside the chasm of me
Two lovers, intertwining the bare essence of our soul

Bowing unto destiny’s greatest rewards from the rapture of giving, receiving pleasure
Savoring breath-for-breath in fear of its taketh  
In the zenith of passion, calling out his name
Moaning under the release of his pulsating nature transferring into the crest of my heightened soul

Clenching, marring his skin in the sacredness of my virginal yearns
He releases in the abyss of euphoric amalgamated contentment.
Holding him tighter panting in the aftermath of surrendering the essential of my being to him, only him
Tears mingled cheek-to-cheek, restrained words whisked in breaths of enchantment  

Two naked bodies housing gratified ecstasy
Hoping, wishing...
To once again soar to Heaven when he laid me down on a bed of silken rose petals and made such sweet love to me  
The flowing desires for which to measure the state of our physical existence caught up in the strangulation of time
Written by SweetKittyCat5
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Author's Note
The beauty of a woman is not in a facial mode but the true beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul. It is the caring that she lovingly gives the passion that she shows. The beauty of a woman grows with the passing years.

Audrey Hepburn
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