for
my wet
and devoted hands
distances
of fulfillment
become extinct
it seems the stars
did not align with time.
fleeting nascent life
moments when
love came
no matter what possessed
my lips
have kissed,
your mouth
an insatiable
euphemism for paradise.
as a goddess tempts
passion labors baby
we dream under neon lights
while love watches
only
as a splendor in time
your hungry heart
waits impatient
your legs sighing at my
marble
your climax sustains the slide
into the savage art of
summers
kind
pleasure.
very Sensuous! and I love your less is more approach. It really framed the intensity very well. Thanks for sharing,
sincerely Melissa Lundeen................