Soaked in pleasure and desire,
Passion asks for more satisfaction
And burns in tender fire.
Delicious moments are
Those of surrender and beauty.
Bodies in perfect compass,
Sweetness embracing the soul,
Face to face...
Oh! It’s grace...
The fragrant of the constant craving
Is everywhere but only love can
Take passion there...
As hunger Is never fulfilled...
Passion needs to revel in
Lust...
Perfect combination...
Sensation calling hearts,
Poems written under the skin...
Making love is still our best art.
Fantasies uncovered,
A game for two...
Paradise is here with me...
I am still waiting for you
Lenitta T.F ღ * ღ *
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This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem