Wonderfilled Space

Come lay your hands upon my skin.
Feel my heart’s beat from deep within.
The passion I contain, I hold for you.
Perpetual, rhythmic, strong and true.
Come taste the devotion upon my lips.
A kiss connecting, the world eclipsed.
You and I now passion’s slave.
Alone together at last we’re saved.
Come ride the helter skelter of lust.
Taking the thrills, giving everything a must.
Bask in its glow, now pleasure’s found.
Absorbing the love whilst we’re heaven bound.
Come rest, come fall, into loving arms.
Appreciate each other’s physical demands.
Then fall deeper still into love’s warm embrace.
To be together forever, two hearts joined in this wonderfilled space.

Under A Starlit Sky

Like a cat you stretch out before me,
My hands simply must touch.
The sight of your lithe beauty,
Is temptation’s trigger to lust.
Your catching quick intake of breath,
As my fingers stroke soft taut skin.
Signals all that I want to know,
That you’re ready for my kind of sin.
Taken over by natural powers,
We lose ourselves within each other.
Only two things exist in the world,
You and I under a starlit sky cover.
And there in nature’s playground,
We play as we were evolved to do.
And there bathed in soft moonlight.
We make love til the night calls adieu.

Our Times As Lovers and Friends

When I think of you I smile,
I remember our times so wild.
The way we do what the hell we like.
How we explore by day and make love by night.
When I feel alone and despair,
I close my eyes and I’m there.
Walking and talking on new city streets,
Cumming together through new sexual feats.
When I want that’s what I do,
I lie back to recall me and you.
Remembering our times in passionate climes.
Memories that I’ll cherish til the that day I die.
When I think of you I smile,
I remember our times so wild.
Times that I can’t wait to happen again,
Times that we make as lovers and best friends.

…That Night

I wish that night could have lasted forever
It was a pandemic across my body
Little death after little death

You and I in the shadows of that room
The freedom we felt, the lust we could smell
Our tongues were in a delirium

There was no ambiguity
Only pure sugar-sweet pleasure
And I had never been so high, so happy

We were each others confessor that night
My mouth and your cock
Your mouth and my pussy

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