Gently walking,
sweetly talking;
filling void of heart
and every part
of me whilst we enjoy,
long hours of love do we employ.
This strongest emotion in my breast,
such powerful heart beats most impressed.
I lay my head, you stroke my hair,
sing tuneful notes and soothe my care.
For hours have passed we did not measure,
instead we sun soaked primal pleasure.
Comments
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You've subtly and nicely expressed your happy thoughts.
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a good poem, ah playing with hair and love's smiles and primal pleasure, great wording that for yes that is right with primal.
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