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Passion as remembered....
Submitted:Jan 4, 2012 Reads: 97 Comments: 9 Likes: 5
Let me savour
The sweetness of your lips
Feel your breath upon my face
Bask in the heat
That flows from you to me
Feel my pulse
Quicken a pace
Under me you start to move your hips
In response I lift my face
So I can take in
All that I can see
Blood red image
Throbs in full ecstasy.
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