Shadows on ceilings reflecting the glow.
Appendages keeping the beat toe to toe
Smell of vanilla laced with perfume
Passions in order lust to consume
Kissing sips drowning the taste of love's gift
Rising and falling the beat so to shift
Faster the cadence of love's rhythm steps
Keeping in order hips go to hips
Arms of the pleasures of love to consume
Moisture of tenderness, bodies festooned
Breaths that are baited for hearts set on fire
Sensual treasures of deep dark desire
Coming together perception the key
With petals of love embodied in thee
Taste the perfume of honey on tongues
Caress the twilight with bodies all worn...
Down by this love embraced from within
Coming together love without sin.
Eyes light the darkness looking above
Here in this boudoir jam of pure love.
A cerebral dark Mystery of the Third Age..The serenity of a Roman statesman is interrupted by a wild-haired wanderer. The zealot seeks refuge from the powerful demon pursuing him, and not only that, but tries to recrui
Due to illness my cover artist, Jack Hoyle, of t-rexstudios.com is still producing the final cover for this title. The cover shown is just a place holder cover. Thanks for understanding, MR
Pharark, the Demon of Destruction, is
BOOK I of THE JADE OWL LEGACY SERIES: An out of work Chinese History Professor crosses paths with a young scamp in San Francisco and becomes part of a quest for a lost and dangerous Chinese relic.
Passion lives in each beautiful word of this tender write--well done.
((((HUGS)))) and love, Karla.
Love tinka
felix
You excel in this genre
Complete with beautiful picture
Peter
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