like soft, gentle breezes
and heavy, labored breath
in the throes of passion
his touch caresses my flesh
his fiery desire consumes my body
with burning hot flames
that lick and kiss my skin
searing flesh with each caress
filling my being with fervency
the salty taste of his slick wet skin
is the juicy wetness that flows
pouring into my body from his
at the height of passion
his body's rhythm, thrusting in time
to the beating of our hearts
as we race toward synchronization
on the wings of passion,
that very surface beneath us
and the safe anchor we return to
as we lay replete
A contest entry
- Whispered Words of Sensuality by StormGoddess.
1000 points, ended May 27, 2008, 16 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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I totally love the line as we race towards synchronization. That just puts an image in the mind. Sensual and loving all wrapped into one. Nicely done.
Thank you for entering and good luck
Storm -
Beautifully Done!
You have experienced the greatest passion two loving souls can share and you never left your keyboard!
What a beautiful expression of synchronization!
This one i'll favor forever and beyond.
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Ah, now here's the old touch of wonder I knew and loved.. lol. Though it is somewhat more subtle and refined, it has the same fiery passion that I considered your trademark. Good luck in the contest.
Sincerely,
Leo Long
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The best kind of lovemaking! When two hearts find that special rhythm. I think this was exceptional lady!
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Very passionate, loved the imagery. SEXY....loved it!
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ah passionate love, the swirls and the sweet sweat of movement all intermingle to create desire's luscious experience, rhythmic bliss kisses the stars. a good poem.
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Such a wonderful comment from your pen feels like a butterfly kiss all in itself. Thank you kindly my friend!
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