Thursday, July 19, 2012

Lust.

fingers wove into skin delicately
eyes gaze longinly at lips
mouths part curiously
then urgently, hungrily
until waves of pheromones take over
commanding the brain into over load
anxious so anxious
like a nymph 
like an unsatiated flower
grappling for what is truth
this is truth
like so many moans
tongues touching hungry
so burning is it that to succumb is the only way
hips pressed tightly pelvis grind
wanting wanted
reciprocating the lust that grows
growing like his need
growing like her love
and so he held her 
lips n'er parting
n'er leaving one another's side
kisses so perfect
so fervent
she ached for more.

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