Making fucking Love

her dress is gliding,  
savagely it’s enchanting,  
Gracefully hugging.  
 
Slowly slips away,  
her soft skin as white as snow,  
perfectly it glows.  
 
Subtle smile lingers,  
Eyes, speaks of secret desire,  
suppressing her fire.  
 
Lips, cherry’s blossom,  
Them lovely double-D bosoms,  
perky yet so sweet.  
 
Scent of flowers blooms,  
Senses from her perfumed hair,  
intoxicating.  
 
fingers soft feather,  
a dance a sexy emgrace,  
Arousing the soul.  
 
Gentle , oh woman!  
Tender as a summer breeze,  
Stirring heart's as bees.  
 
Voices night Angel ,  
Softly moans like fairy tales,  
Mesmerizing all.  
 
Eyes, dark and intense,  
Burning with a fierce passion,  
buxom sensation.  
 
Passion flows like sake,  
Intensely she’s ravenous,  
realms of her senses.  
 
motions polarized,  
Veiled aggressively candor,  
Unleashed with ardor.  
 
Desires come alive,  
the intimacy of love,  
moisten unbridled cove.  
 
Heart, beating faster,  
Longing for the stranger’s touch,  
relentless rushing.  
 
Wanton wheelbarrow,
As two bodies become one,  
making fucking love.