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Styles Aug 2024
Have you ever felt the spark,
that stirs within, igniting dark?
Fingers twist, desires rise,
a gentle urge, beneath the skies.

A gush of pleasure, soft and sweet,
as love's tender rhythm finds its beat.
To be admired, in passion’s call,
have you ever felt that fall?

And in that moment, as you surge,
a wonder blooms, on passion's verge.
A mystery still, how love takes flight,
have you ever pondered such delight?
Styles Aug 2024
Have you ever found delight,
beneath the silk of starry night,
where bodies meet and secrets sigh,
as shadows dance and love draws nigh?

The heat between us, a tender flame,
whispers softly, calling my name.
In every breath, in every press,
a symphony plays, in love’s caress.

Have you ever traced a path so smooth,
in a groove where hearts find truth?
Each inch explored, each beat in sync,
as we melt together, on summer’s brink.

Eyes locked tight, in a gaze so deep,
lost in a world where passion keeps.
In the quiet hum of night’s embrace,
have you ever found such a place?
Styles Aug 2024
Oh, to hold her close, in the sway of desire,
matching her rhythm,
as passion climbs higher.

Her tightness surrounds,
a sweet, perfect fit,
every ****** a pulse,
every move, a hit.

I watch, entranced,
as her body sways,
each bounce, each curve,
in love’s fierce blaze.

Her face, a canvas,
painted with delight,
as we lose ourselves,
in the dance of night.
Styles Aug 2024
Oh, to be held,
in water’s cool embrace,
like a silver moon,
softly kissed by grace.

The waves, they whisper,
a song so light,
adding to our moment,
under the night.

In the depths where shadows play,
water reflects, in its gentle sway.
Each ripple carries a sweet refrain,
as we surrender, to love’s soft reign.

Where water meets shore, we find our peace,
in the tender embrace, where all worries cease.
Styles Aug 2024
High above, where the beams collide,
our hearts, once united, now divide.
Each flicker tells a tale of pain,
as we resist, yet burn again.
Styles Aug 2024
Oh, to be lost,
in the depths of desire,
like a fevered dream,
set alight by fire.

Her thoughts, a swirl,
of fantasies so wild,
each one a spark,
igniting passion’s child.

The beat of her heart,
a rhythm so fast,
matching the pulse,
of pleasure amassed.

Each touch, each caress,
a melody in tune,
sending her soaring,
to the heat of the moon.

Until at last, she finds release,
in the ecstasy, complete peace.
And there she lies, spent and warm,
curled in the aftermath, of love’s storm.
Styles Aug 2024
Vibing;
large hands,
guiding her hips
She's mounted,
Straddled there, She's riding
poised above—
Her movements eager, fervent,
Grinding;
Against him, she presses with need,
Finding pleasure in the rhythm they feed.
With his fullness embraced between her thighs,
They both seek their peak in each other's eyes.
Colliding;
Pleasuring herself, pleasuring him,
In the depths of desire, together they swim.
The satisfaction mirrored in her gaze
Captures the essence of their shared blaze.
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