Love and Passion

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I work my way through the crowd,

eyes locked on yours

needing to get to you.

Too many people,

too much uncertainty,

I can’t do this right now.

One more step and I’m there,

your face is all I see.

I can relax now, 

standing here with you.

As close as we are,

I press my hand into

the small of your back

and bring you against me,

our bodies touching.

You mold to me.

Holding you, gently but firm,

and keeping you close.

Your head on my shoulder,

our breaths are synchronized.

You are my everything,

I need you right now.

I lead you away. 

Finally we’re alone.

Your voice whispers 

in the darkness

telling me what you want,

what you need me to do.

Where my hands go

my lips follow. 

Tasting your essence.

Our bodies colliding.

We become as one,

of singular purpose.

Conquering, surrendering

and  moving in unison.

Reaching new heights,

motivated by love,

and fueled by passion.

Our clothing is scattered.

We become drunk with lust.

Panting our needs,

we whisper in the darkness,

our sounds of lust.

My thrusting, your yielding

with our senses exploding

into a union of completeness. 

Our contentment is  

as an assurance of love. 

The world is a blur.

It is only us and 

our unbreakable bond.

 

Published 8 years ago

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