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Tag: Passion

One Morning

it is 5 a.m. the dark room is still the air is sweet with you

(Im)Purity

"Oh Lord, help me to be pure, but not yet." - Saint Augustine No, not yet, not today Today I want to take you in my arms and plant kisses of fire on your neck

A kiss

With a promise Of ecstasy You press softly Against my cheek Your dewy nectar Enchanted potion Sweet and musky Fills my senses Drives me on To higher pleasure Fingers touch […]

Promises

Lit by smiles and sweet laughter I hear when I close my eyes By the soft touch Of loving hands That still tingle like electric current on my skin By […]