Sonnet I - Poem by Sade Craine
Tender kisses play along my lips
Your warm breath tickling my neck
The firm grasp of your hands on my hips
As we look at the stars our on the deck.
Gentle caresses play along my skin
Desire for me obvious in your eyes
Control on your passion extremely thin
As you slowly pull me inside.
You kiss me gently as you lay me down
Whispering softly in my ear
Your rapid breathing is the only sound
I love the feeling of having your body
In the throws of passion I cry out your
Later you tell me you felt the same.
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