NECTAR OF YOUR PASSION
Melvin Banggollay
As the passion of your soul starts
echoing against the solemn night
I heard every breath of your heart
As I unveiled that I am your knight
With tender touch and loving art
that can ignite your romantic flight.
When I held you close as I embark
to journey slowly with my tender lips
Exploring your sweet body's arks
I behold you gently sway your hips
pressing hard against my own mark
as a desire to love reach out its tip.
You whispered softly as you insist
'love me tender and don't miss
to take me to ecstasy's place'
As I begun to drill down the necklace
of your passion full of nectar's vase
and desire of your burning wildness.
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