His soft & delicate hand slides up her dress,
Gentle and slow, he begins to caress,
Her beautifully soft and silky legs.
More and more, she then begs.
Breathless sighs in such bliss,
Made more by the passion of ones kiss.
As the ecstacy raises from entering slow...
The fires of passion then begin to grow.
Delicate whispers, sensual moans,
Carry shockwaves of tingles throughout the bones.
A golden treasure,
Of our intimate pleasure.
Pulses race as climax draws near.
Holding each other close with such revere.
Her screams of excitement carry out the passion
As their most sensual orgasm reaches with a strong erotic fashion
Copyright: Karlie 2009.
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*Eyes my freezer and the ice cubes I know that are in there...*
A lot of sensational thoughts and feelings you have woven into this poem. Some of the stanza made it feel like the picture was following the poem and some of the poems seems to follow the pictures. One lovely dance.
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nice piece keep it up i like it.
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Mmmmm I like this
Needs a little work but overall
very good
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HHmmmm well......
Ok I think I'm going to have to go grab a glass of chilled water after reading this tantilizing piece. The picture had me interested straight away as I have used it to illustrate one of my poems too.
Then the words were sooo hard to pull away from that I found myself reading faster and faster. Why couldn't it have been an endless poem lol.
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Wow, thank you so much for your fantastic comment, really has made my day. I'm really happy you liked it
Many thanks xx
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