Passion Play - Poem by Rik Bertrand
I hear the calling; I hear the wanting in your voice,
I feel the longing to take you and ravish you from head to toe.
Your enchanted whispers float on the air of sensuality
You speak softly as if no one else need know.
I come to you, I look deep into your beautiful eyes,
We slowly wipe out the existence that surrounds us,
We are alone, totally alone in this world and we long for each other
There is now who or what or why there is only love because.
I am completely mesmerized by your voice of pure passion
Your words have burned into my soul and you have translated your desire.
You want long moist hot kisses that melt our lips together, you want tongue.
I am to gently run my hands all over your body, to set your thighs on fire.
The steam rises from your body as you succumb to my gentle touch,
You cry out as l press my body to yours, and let my hands roam.
We are totally and completely one, we are an eternity in total bliss,
There is no feeling more intense and you begin to passionately moan
You have taken me into your world of ecstasy, I am so overwhelmed
Our lips move over each other ever so gently, there is no part we miss.
You cry out, and silently scream as the volcano erupts in your soul.
You have been taken and loved; you have finally felt that eternal bliss
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