The flurry of flavorful intentions
disrobed passion
beyond a seven letter word written on flesh
of Souls bent on satisfaction,
aurae stimulation
through a single touch.
They threaded with fingers and sewed skin
pressed atop Nirvana's blanket.
Coiled their conversations with tongue~~
and tempted Spirit to take another glance
at what rest before the altar of anonymity.
Fruits experienced, a delight beyond Dreams.
Legs spread an array of bounty, plentiful
for pleasure to be reached, inches away.
Stimulation stretched into hours, forgotten
as days slept with night,
copulated in nakedness
under French kiss of fallen stars.
Music made when bodies strummed~
both mouths hummed in synchronicity
after quake answered
any possible doubts questioned.
Gold trophy winner
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