upon my lips...I still feel your kiss...within my hair...
your fingers curl...tonight I wonder...will the stars
be blushing...will the moon look away.
When farther into passion...we decide to go...
a press of tender kisses...across a shoulder dances...
a trail of caresses...to valleys once forbidden...
slow will be the coming...soft will be the touches...
fueled by desire...a searing of flesh...dampened skin to glow...
I taste you on my tongue...a drink of wanton pleasure...
a wine of spirits forgotten...closer each we grow...
deeper each we go...past the gate of fear...tot he
heavens we will move...end
Deps _wildhunny
Wednesday, May 9, 2007
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