Passion Poem by Hazel Mc Taggart

Passion



In darkness,
A dull light glares from the TV.
The air filled with passionate heat,
The smell of arousal lingers in the room.
The sound of the lovers’ breaths,
And quiet pleasures.
The bed groans with movements,
Of the raunchy togetherness.
Her hunger raw,
She opens herself up to everything.
Her body wild,
To seek every touch.
Her mouth swollen,
From endless sucking and biting kisses.
She wants more,
Her nails piercing skin,
Her legs wrapped tight,
Her body is forever swaying violently.
She wants all of him,
In her, on her, against her….
She wants to feel him everywhere.
She’s growling with frustration,
Moaning with desire.
Rocking them,
Building up the explosion,
The release.
Tension pulls so harsh,
Tipping her over the edge.
Her teeth grinding,
To the unbearable peak.
Like rolling wave,
Her body lets go.
Finally spent,
She releases a sigh.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
Close
Error Success