It begins with a smile
across a dark room.
A glorious passion
then starts to bloom.
Our attraction is one
that can’t be denied.
We unite with vast lust
strive to be satisfied.
Our first kiss is exciting
I get lost in your eyes;
bliss shoots from swelled breasts
to moist quivering thighs.
Fervent hands rip our cloths
till I’m bared to your touch.
Urgent fires engulf me
I’m rapt in your clutch.
Your fingers so supple
bring me close to the peak,
lips follow their path
I’m unable to speak.
Pleasure, like flames
licks down my spine.
The heat of our hunger
is something divine.
The plunge of your sword.
The grasp of my sheath.
An inferno consumes us;
with the tug of your teeth
Lighting strikes deeply
fusing all that we are;
your seed is a comet
a rapturous star.
My body is open.
My soul is exposed.
As each thrust fulfills me,
this truth is disclosed.
With the wondrous setting
of passion’s first sun;
we melt and we mingle
and two become one.
Adding your comment:
lol, I don't always think very much of my abilities, but if anything I write can inspire others, then my job as a poet is finished. I love your intertwining of passion and ecstatic rapture... it's something that I aim for in every erotic piece that I write. The last stanza of your entry brings back a storyline I once had--when I get my computer back on the internet and if you are interested, I'll send you my first romance novel. 
This is so wonderful and a stroke of sheer genius. I will definitely have to read more of your work, whether inspired by me or not. 
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