My Poetry

A feathery kiss, a soft caress
A quiet moan escapes her lips
Skin igniting ecstacy found
As his fingers trace around
Passion increasing walls blown away
As louder she cries, louder she prays
Fire burning hot enough to singe
As the rhythmic song gets to a fevered pitch
Exploding with wonder, ecstacy and joy
As the union comes to its ultimate employ
Calming slowly as both are spent
From the release of energy they are both content
Gwen Hamner

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04.12 | 04:35

YAY!

17.11 | 20:34

Thanks Gwen :)

16.11 | 05:14

Good luck!