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Song of the Wolves
 

 
 
I look deep into your soulful eyes as you run your hands across my face.
I feel love in the air in the charismatic place.
 
I softly run my lips across your neck, as you tenderly pull me into your embrace.
I can feel the wind blowing my hair across your back, wrapping around our bodies like Venus'  lace.
 
The sensation builds within us like two wolves within the night.
Trees bowing in our wake, as we dance to the tune of our bodies in the dimly lit moon light.
 
I run my nails softly into the palms of your hands,
Our love finds the flames of passion, and burns in it's stance.
 
I feel you run your foot along my leg, as I roll over into your tender arms.
I am moved into your emotional cage deeply, and all consumed by your manly charms.
 
Hot and steamy as you look deeply into my eyes, there seems to be no physical words to say.
But the wolves softly howl to the pheromones our  bodies  seems to release as our love making comes into play.
 
As the sensation grow and build to an explosive point inside,
Till their eyes shine in the night of red and gold as do the sister wolves of the woods, as the pleasure explodes in their bodies and minds.
 
They collapse into one another's  arms satisfied in each other, as they have become whole as one, heart, body, and soul.
And as they lay their weary bodies back upon the great rock, the night air is filled with the music of the wolf that makes their bond completely whole.

June 28, 2006

 

Poem © by Penny Waterloo

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