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Wild Passion

I run my fingers wistfully across the palm of your hand.
You lace your fingers across the small of my back,

as you pull me closer to you and cross your feet behind my cheeks.
My hair plays upon my back as my neck

slowly falls back  on my shoulders.

You have pushed it there wanting to get to my neck

with the hot breath that you breathe on me

with every kiss that sends a quiver up my spine,

until it settles finally where the pleasure seeks.
You are bringing me higher and higher as my mind has now left me,

and has wondered off to another plateau,
Where sensation fills every crevice of my mind and soul,

and it's no longer you or I that I feel, but just one being, one soul.
I feel your body moving faster into mine. My senses all

feel like they have been set a blaze.
Your movement faster and faster I feel the excitement

come to a steady peak in you.
Every moment spent at this point is like

I have died and gone to heaven....

Surely no place God has made could be as blest,

or as beautiful as this mood.
The moment comes that my body peeks with pleasure.

I start to quiver all over as if a volcano has erupted inside.

Your movements are steady and fast to

bring out the best of every moment for me.
Then suddenly your eyes widen, your pulse quickens...

I can feel it throughout your body,

as your quivering body plants its seed.
We both fall down beside each other, wildly winded,

but greatly satisfied in the love that we have just shared.
You wrap me in your arms and kiss me on the lips and look

me in the eyes as you tell me that you love me.
So wildly, so passionately, never should we have ever

thought we would have shared as love so great as ours,

yet here we are the ones who cared.

July 01, 2006

Poem © by Penny Waterloo

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