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Mar 2013
I stare across the room at you,
And get turned on by the sumptuous view.
Thoughts of us together makes my pulse quickly beat,
My body tingles as I feel your heat!

I close my eyes when we touch tongue tips,
Drawing me yet closer, as we join our wet lips.
Your gentle whisper teases in my ear,
Getting us ready to remove our gear!

Thoughts of your body make louder screams,
As wild fantasies erupts from our lustful dreams.
Deep moans of pleasure echo within our love den,
Where we make love, again, again and again.

You quake as I hold you and feel your beating heart,
Melting, as hugs ignite ****** sparks to start.
Your touch allows flames of passion to be inspired.
Normal inhibitions are long since retired.

Each long kiss rockets us higher and higher,
Staying as one to fulfil each wanton desire.
And as we are approaching the end of our lives,
We'll know love's embers for the other never died.
Edward Searson
Written by
Edward Searson  England
(England)   
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