After tears stream,
sensual kisses fall
on beautiful contours
of the neck and shoulders.
Sincere apologies are conveyed
through passionate kisses
and intimate whispers.
She deeply loves him,
and he deeply loves her.
In the height of their
most intimate moment,
they vow to stay
together forever.
Tag: Desire
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The way he feels about her is like a beautiful song unheard;
the intricacies of its melodies held back by secret whispers
that the heart wants to declare loudly and succinctly.
He carries the heavy weight in his heart—
still somehow apprehensive to unburden himself,
so his soul will burn in blue fire until he vocalizes his desire;
In his dreams he holds her in intimate passion,
her hair flowing over his arms, as she whispers
beautiful words and smiles at him.
He must speak now or forever hold his peace,
lest he touch the depths of hell of uncertainty
for an eternity in disbelief. -
Unsolicited dreams stalk my slumber.
The remnants of you linger;
More and more, I attempt to purge myself of you,
But you cling to me like permanent viscous residue.
If only one night I could rest without the
Unabating taste of you;
The breath of you, like the fragrance of white gardenias—
I inhale eagerly, and in my in-breathe
I hold my breath so I can absorb
The depths of you within me.
In my room I find myself emotional,
And the tears stream endlessly.
Against my wishes my heart craves you
And stubbornly refuses to mend;
In another futile attempt, I withdraw
And try to cleanse you from my system again.
My anger is kindled against my own aura.There must be an ending to this purgatory of uncertainty.
Do you still love me or do you hate me utterly?
The constant conflict within me
Is the fire of my insanity;
An answer must be given,
For my soul tires—and my heart wilts
Like the dark petals of unwatered flowers.
Detesting the memories of you,
But then secretly hoping for another dream,
I find myself in the torture of the grey in-between.
You are my love and my concupiscence;
You are my agony and my misery.
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You haunt my desire
It is you that I want
My lust for you is unbridled
And I care not
Let the world stare
I’m intoxicated by you
In sultry nakedness you lie
You must be savored
The taste of you must linger
For I will replay our tryst for a millennium
The mere silhouette of you
Is a testament of my want
Let your hair down slowly
Allow me to see the beauty
Of the contrast of a waterfall
Against a deep valley
Seductive touches of your contour is just an appetizer
I will take you to the highest floors of pure pleasure
Open up to me completely and trust me
For your mind in mine
I will take you in flight through my amorous dreams
Softly you lie in fuchsia silk
As you moan uninhibited by peaceful streams
The desires of your womanhood often misunderstood
Are the drivers of my passionate intent
You are wild and untamed in my presence
I will unwrap you slowly for you are my present
Give to me of your love my love
If tears might fall from my eyes they are tears of passion
In pleasing you I have found the ultimate satisfaction
The sounds of your pleasure potently increase my primal desire
You are fire and I am fire intensely we burn and come together
The beauty of you my sweet
Oh the beauty of your unbridled femininity moves me
With every soft kiss my mind records our movie
With every deep and passionate thrust I look into your eyes intently
Let go of every constraint and release your lustful desires to me
Erotic echoes are loudly released
As you tell me you love me before your final release
You kiss me deeply and passionately
Your primal instinct flows unrestrained and wildly
The taste of you …
This moment will be savored and replayed for an eternity. -
As passion surfaces, intimacy is taken to another level. The insatiable heat of desire burns like a wild fire, and an unquenchable thirst gives rise to endless longing; the subtleties of her essence enthralling my inclination to the point of utter insanity, as I wildly express my love to her with primal instincts totally overtaking my body, pushing me to please her to levels of sensuality and ecstasy never before found. Her softness and femininity are savored as the moments are slowed down, and time is counted not in movements of the clock’s hand, but in movements of the waves of her pleasure. Her light brown eyes drive my desire. Kisses are given intensely and endlessly. The moans of her ecstasy and the movements of my sensuality are in beautiful synchrony. I want her more and more. The length and texture of her hair alone, moves my soul and increases my passion. The scent of her passion and of her perfume causes me to tell her secret feelings of love inside me never expressed. Strong feelings of emotion flood my soul, and sexual intensity permeates my mind and body. With every passionate word, and with every erotic movement, we rekindle our love over and over. Our sounds of pleasure is the melody of intense love and the fire that burns within us. I am deeply immersed in her essence. Her love to me is a wondrous dream wrapped within a dream. I am captivated by passion; I am a slave to her love.
Intimate Compositions 