Primal Passion

 
Magic in her dark eyes greets me,
Her luscious lips are ready to meet,
Her scented breath is out to abate
Her Keen supple tongue gyrates,
Her liquid flesh begins to simmer,
No more wait to get skin-to-skin,
She rushes me to her golden gate,
She condemns my captive shield,
Condom restrains being sensual,
She prefers me to get the barest,
Boy, dare to be the rarest of rare,
Baby, do not have to be uneasy,
We make love with no inhibition,
Quietly unwraps to set me free,
Pulls me to dip in her sacredness,
Surrender to her intense desire,
Primal Passions are free to play,
Discover in her unbound pleasure,
Her whispers turn sweet treasure,
A lucid moment beyond measure.
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