It was a passionate love thrill,
that gave an ecstasy to their fill.
Their impulse of love played a game,
with all doors shut to douse the flame.
Their warm bodies sweated and hissed,
on each other’s lips as they had kissed.
A pile of their garments, on one side,
it was a passion of love at its high tide.
Narinder Bhangu
Mar 28, 2016
Mar 28, 2016 at 7:45 PM UTC
It was a passionate love thrill,
that gave an ecstasy to their fill.
Their impulse of love played a game,
with all doors shut to douse the flame.
Their warm bodies sweated and hissed,
on each other’s lips as they had kissed.
A pile of their garments, on one side,
it was a passion of love at its high tide.
Narinder Bhangu
