‘Twas night...all yet still
Silence...a deafening roar
What cometh...a raging thrill
Beaconing...thirsty for more
Bodies heated and intertwined
Seductive kisses aflame galore
Passions...yet no longer confined
Beaconing...thirsty for more
Hands roaming...sensual touches
Minds heightened... never before
Bare hips...in tightened clutches
Beaconing...thirsty for more
Place so wet...vigorously breached
Climax deep...beginning to soar
Her release desired for… reached
Sweaty...she thirsts for more
Need I say more?……..
A page from a "If Only It Was A Dream"
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