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It's just me and you
In the depths of night, when all is dark and still,
Two bodies entwined, creating their own thrill.
With just the two of us, a universe unfolds,
As passion ignites, a story yet untold.
Your breath upon my face, a gentle, soothing breeze,
Exploring every inch, as my hands gently seize.
Desires intertwine, in a dance of pure heat,
Words are rendered useless, as our bodies speak.
Gestures speak volumes, in this intimate affair,
No words are required, for the love we share.
Instinct guides our union, a primal understanding,
Unveiling hidden treasures, in moments so commanding.
Hands interlock, like puzzle pieces entwined,
Mouths united, breaths melding, desires defined.
Exhaling our cravings, perspiring with lust,
Whispering moans, a symphony of trust.
Reaching the pinnacle, where ecstasy resides,
Life momentarily fades, as pleasure collides.
An erotic sensation, intense and so profound,
Love and lust entangled, in passion unbound.
Addicted to each other, a craving that persists,
Minutes pass, and the ritual begins, amiss.
Two bodies entwined, creating their own thrill.
With just the two of us, a universe unfolds,
As passion ignites, a story yet untold.
Your breath upon my face, a gentle, soothing breeze,
Exploring every inch, as my hands gently seize.
Desires intertwine, in a dance of pure heat,
Words are rendered useless, as our bodies speak.
Gestures speak volumes, in this intimate affair,
No words are required, for the love we share.
Instinct guides our union, a primal understanding,
Unveiling hidden treasures, in moments so commanding.
Hands interlock, like puzzle pieces entwined,
Mouths united, breaths melding, desires defined.
Exhaling our cravings, perspiring with lust,
Whispering moans, a symphony of trust.
Reaching the pinnacle, where ecstasy resides,
Life momentarily fades, as pleasure collides.
An erotic sensation, intense and so profound,
Love and lust entangled, in passion unbound.
Addicted to each other, a craving that persists,
Minutes pass, and the ritual begins, amiss.
Published 30th Mar 2024
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30th Mar 2024 7:23am
Passionate write, without being anatomical. Favourite set of verses:
Desires intertwine, in a dance of pure heat,
Words are rendered useless, as our bodies speak.
Gestures speak volumes, in this intimate affair,
No words are required, for the love we share.
Instinct guides our union, a primal understanding,
Unveiling hidden treasures, in moments so commanding.
Desires intertwine, in a dance of pure heat,
Words are rendered useless, as our bodies speak.
Gestures speak volumes, in this intimate affair,
No words are required, for the love we share.
Instinct guides our union, a primal understanding,
Unveiling hidden treasures, in moments so commanding.
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