Sunday, January 15, 2012

Amour

At last my lover calls

wanting another tasteful encounter of sex

Imagination fills with lust scenes

my pulse is pounding

Rapturous moments hypnotize and tantalize

My gnawing hunger strikes to touch and taste every inch of him

a paradox runs over me

As waves of heat build

I squirm just thinking about my growing appetite ©


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