by R A Beeman
Thursday, September 20, 2007
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You know who this is for.
Sun seared lust filled veins, hot with passion.
Seeking joined fire together blazing fashion.
Parched from their lust, they drink life’s rain
The fire is quenched until they light it again.
His arms strong around her hold.
Soft whispers, hot breath on her neck.
Spooned together; erotic mold.
Dancing tongue darts around nipples erect.
Fire again blazes in hot bodies dance.
No need for foreplay no need for romance.
Just the need to release their inner soul.
Two lovers together vibrating whole.
Grasped by the hair he dare not move.
Soft faint sounds the ahhhs and the oooh’s.
Tiny circles made for her to love.
A gentle lover. Angelic above.
He feels her fire well deep within her volcano of lust
He pushes faster, stronger over the edge she must.
Taking him with her as she falls.
Erotic heat needed by all.
Face to face twirling hair.
No words said they wouldn’t dare.
Savoring the moment least it pass
A grinning face a pat on the ass.
Once again entwined they go.
Like the days of their youth, only they know.
Lovers of passion when romance is heeded.
But now reckless abandoned sex is what is needed.
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|Reviewed by SilverCeltic Moon
When you love someone, the banked and sometimes hidden fires of love are always there inside. Passion and need comes from that fire, sometimes in too great a rush to take the time for romance
in the touching. Great steamy write. ;) Silver
|Reviewed by Karen Vanderlaan
|Reviewed by Staci Gansky-Wagner
This is a very creative poem. :)