She comes to me offering her love,
With longing in her hypnotic blue eyes so palpable.
It stokes the fires of passion in my soul,
Stirring to life the immediacy of my need.
Her touch so gentle yet so electric,
Making me shudder with tender agony.
I crave to hold her and touch her face,
When with our joining we become as one.
I hear her gasp as she clutches me and this moment,
As wave after wave of pleasure inundate her completely.
My response comes from deep within,
Almost tearing me apart with paroxysms of love‘s flow.
Sated we hold each other for so long,
Still feeling as one I tell her softly,
"You make my world beautiful with only a touch,
Darling girl, I love you so much."
The tenderness of the passion you described here is beautiful, Walt! Lovely phrasing...particularly loved "Making me shudder with tender agony"...Wonderful romantic poetry!
Eroticism Walt! But you added just the right measure of tenderness and emotion to differentiate between primal lust and love. She is of age isn't she? Just prodding you my friend. I bid you love peace and more romantic dreams(?). Jon Michael
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Great BEAUTIFUL Passionate "desturbing" write :)!!
Gotta love it...love is GREAT!!
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