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Sep 2013
Burning heat is about to sear
When you hold me close and whisper near.
You start out slow and simmer light,
Turn up the heat all through the night.

You know my time and when to wait
Never too soon and never too late.
You kiss me light, tongue on my lips
Holding me close, I move my hips.

Lips pressed to mine, mouths open some
Tongues probing light, harder to come.
You love to tease and lick me there.
My mind does dance to who knows where.

I loose all sense, I cannot think
Into this well I gladly sink.
The water's warm, I'm safe and sound
I feel your arms close all around.

Your form is hard pressed into mine.
On me you soon shall sweetly dine.
You know how just to spin the web.
I cannot form thoughts in my head.

You take my will, it appears as yours
But it's really mine behind hidden doors.
Parts of me held just for you,
You see me there and pull me through.

I'm lost now in a swimming maze
Only to feel, all thought a haze.
Colours flash behind closed eyes
The heat is burning my hips, my thighs.

You take me up and then up again
To a land where only you lay claim.
Again and again you make me rise,
A man of desire in a controlled disguise.

I want it all again and again,
You spin me around to your own sweet end.
You want me too and finally release.
Us both in rapture ne'er to cease.

We calm and rest completely spent,
The fire hot and away it went.
Now we lay for a long time warm
As I lie there cradled in your arm.
Connie Buchan
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Connie Buchan  Regina, SK, Canada
(Regina, SK, Canada)   
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