It was a summer night in the past
a moment in time I thought would last.
I remember that precious moment in time
for that one night our love did bind.
The demands of love could not be smothered,
our limitations were none as we showed each other.
Lust that burns deep down from within,
taunting our souls with desires and sin.
Lost in lust we tried to refrain
wanting these feelings to linger and remain.
Unable to stop or control this lust
our passion exploded with a deep thrust.
Exploding our bodies beyond beliefs
as particles of inner feelings released.
Tears streamed from our enraptured eyes,
as we lay there in awe and utter surprise.
Lost were our souls in this sweet rapture,
a moment it time not to be recaptured.
The gift of the first time should be so true ,
I am glad to have shared that moment with you.
Sylvia Masters, a hot fifty-two year old widow and CEO of her husbands company is challenged by her own instincts, family and friends when the Lieutenant investigating the murder of her ex-fiancee ask her to dinner. After a tumultuous beginning, the
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in lady skin mind
she dances wickedly
rightous
lovely work ms T
my love I still rmember.
Thanks Traci
very good.
now I wish it had been with you
i remember I did moan and groan
next time maybe I won’t be alone