Graphic by Steve Hanks ~ Off Shore breeze
Sunrise breaking though shadows of the night. My lover lays beside me, thoughts of satisfaction now playing through his dreams. I can hear his gentle breathing, feel the reminisce of his spent passion.....
Waking to the bright new light of day. Scattering of kisses upon my woman's body, the feel of silken touches sent from Heaven. Eyes speak of reawakening desire, our breathing sets it's gentle rhythm....
I feel your essence all around me, The taste of your skin remains upon lips. Words spoken from a distance, intrude upon my fantasies of you. Your touch, your feel still warm upon my body...
Remembering glances pass between us, sighs dust the air around. Time to leave our secret haven, No lover words shall break from either of our lips. Wish we could spend our remaining day in hiding....
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Graphic by Steve Hanks ~ Winters Day
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