The tenacity of it all.
Emotions gloating, heart unknowing
Clad to my inner part the passion growing
Where beist mine sanity? Has it gloated over the rooftops?
Where is my tender sleep? Mine heart aflutter with a breeze
All a clutter. You come to mind, and now I utter:
"It must be you."
You are the secret of my heart, my reason for this utter emotion
That cannot stray from mine eyes.
It’s you.
And I would not have it another way.
Passion Being
Strength perceiving.
Tender strong kisses fainting upon your lips.
Softness growing.
Ever knowing,
My lips rove onto the contours of your hips.
Urging on
Patiently onward.
My lips caressing your breast.
Passion growing,
Increasingly knowing.
That I cannot contain my tenderness for you.
Playing for hours, into the covers
Lying heartbeats grow steadfastly faster
Breathing interrupted,
By lingering inhaling,
Upon thy breast I flutter.
No time can contain,
My desire to please
Nor length of breath keep my desire
To please you away into the clouds.
Passion arouses
My inward espouses
To go onward into the land
Of no return.
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