Purity of essence invades their lungs,
Close, is not nearly close enough,
As bodies embrace becomes intertwine
Soft flesh on side of neck, inherits a stolen kiss, that inflames their desires,
Carnal needs expose their lust for one another
Clothes become none,
Naked flesh against naked flesh, fuel inner flames of animalistic lust
Sexual acts of adulterated love,
Sooth their souls,
As moans of passion consummates their vows....
1Manview © 1999 – 2013
"Close, is not nearly close enough,"
ReplyDeleteI know that feeling.
I love this part, too:
" As moans of passion consummates their vows...."
One couldn't have a better sound to consumate one's vows. :)
BTW, have you checked your email, lately?
Thank you Sweets, and yes I finally did... :)
DeleteNice :-)
ReplyDeleteThank you Tiffany...
DeleteMi piace molto. Qualche volta ti rubo una poesia. :)
ReplyDeleteSpregiudicatezza ragazza ... :) Grazie per il bel commento ...
DeletePretty hot ~ I hope you are well ~
ReplyDeleteThank you for the visit and comment Heaven. And yes, I am well, thanks for asking...
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