Me, You. Poem by Nicholas Peter

Me, You.



We'll have Paradise this evening,
another grand floral gift,
radiates from your body,
shining laser beam pleasure,
to the sights of my eyes.

Hour long kiss of longing,
copulation dream vision,
breaking through to reality,
a longing embrace,
a passion gripped nocturnal,
bliss.

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