Poetry

Megan


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24 february 2012

Passion

You're warm and soft and it's early morning.
You lay your naked body onto of me, romance forcing your heart to beat
Lust encircles us with it's hot, firry embrace
Your tender lips meet mine in all it's nervousness..

Merely tired from the seemingly endless night we just experienced
Our love juices make an aroma that smells of desire.
Our bodies can't help but to beg for more; We both need more..
I can feel your heart and how it's on it's knees

We are both out of breath from such insatiable fantasies
Our heart beating faster than the speed of sound
If  you listen closely  you can hear our  music  

This is my first time; Where as you are more than adequate.
My legs are shaking. My body tingling from the sweat thats like an endless waterfall.
This is real. I need more.






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