It was just a touch Such a tender touch Brushing a hair away But the gentleness Saying much more Such depth In his eyes It was all there Desire, warmth Self-conscious Anxious appeal Closer Soft lips Caress my forehead Strong arms Draw me in Intense Secure Warm breath On my neck Trembling Him or me? Hearts pounding Chest to chest Lifting my chin Searching my face My absolute soul Lips lightly touch Hesitantly And again Craving more Arms tighten My own kiss Hard, hungry Wanton Lips part Exploring Grasping So sweet Don’t let go Hold me A little longer
There is nothing more wonderful than when two bodies connect and desire awakens with the ferocity of a lion as hormones ignite passions too long denied. Yes hold on and ride the wave for it is passion at it's finest. Lovely sensual write Rae that stirred me for sure... love it
I met Jerome on a busy city street in Baltimore, Maryland, when he was forty-five years old. On that particular day, I was out and about, enjoying a much-needed day off from work.
I wanted to purchase a sukiyaki sub. I parked my car in an area of
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So, that's what you've been up to. Good for you. I am hoping that this is more than JUST a poem.
I love you. Kathy
Your Newfie friend sending Hugs, Rose
Be safe,
Karen
Connie
Fee
Builds up, leaves the reader gasping in anticipation...well done!
(((HUGS))), love and Merry Christmas,
Karla.
Regis