Your face begins
My attraction,
And opens up the door.
I feel the demons lashing
And the heat within my core.
I sense in you,
The restlessness of a haunted soul,
So I dream of you with passion,
As a story yet untold.
The subtle smell of vanilla,
Begins to permeate the thickening air.
Our bodies explore and touch,
Totally involved,
Within our carnal affair.
My lips hint,
And slowly trace,
Sultry routes,
To a latent place.
Atop the apex--
The crescendo falls,
Its swooning motion;
And its raucous calls.
It is here within these moments,
That our hunger is truly sated.
Bodies heaving with lust
And fervor finally abated.
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