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observation
lady in red
imagination
in my head
flirtation
“someone said,
in a book I read,
that men are misled:
beauty kills us dead.”
frustration
get out of my head!
jubilation
“To where shall we head?”
hesitation
“my creaky twin
or a hotel bed?”
migration
our minds are led
by hurried legs
pulsation
as her lips, red,
push me to the bed
excitation
tinged with dread
salivation
ventilation
transpiration
saturation
*******­
annihilation
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(password is "stand").
With my soul

****
Stroking the expectations
Loving you
like no one has ever loved you before
Appreciating the life
That you brought me
While you were kissing me
And rising slowly
Enjoying my soft skin
Touching my waist
My hands and my hair

I do it all with stride
While I surrender
With my soul
And gradually I attempt
To feel you deeper

Soft and deep moans
Passionate glances
And a resounding pleasure
Screams at low volume
You and I, love in the dark

I kiss your thought
I kiss your heart
I kiss you all
I kiss your being
But calmly
Because everything I do
I do it with my soul

Vibes of excitation
Illuminated and habituated
The eternal room
Because that is how my soul
Utters itself in your heart.

— The End —