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Motherly Swan
With
delicate feathers, feathers of a woman, soft skin
of serene motion, the sexy calm walk of a woman.
Eyes, of a
glowing wish.
Hands, of a sweet lady.
Arms, of a warm comfort.
Protection, of the heart.
Pure love, full inside them.
Mystic
sweet silhouettes glowing a white glare,
floating up a wall,
over and out the window,
into the sky, gliding over a waterfall,
through the dampening mist, heaven's moisture.
Hair, of an
erotic sway,
sway, an ethereal touch upon his shoulders,
a tantalizing touch upon his face.
Chills flow down his spine
as sweet ends of hair tickle down his neck.
Skin
smoothly caresses
hands anxious yet calm travel up and down,
and all around.
Sheets cover no more;
they warm themselves, on the floor.
Heated
moisture rubs, slides skin.
Passion eats away at the brain,
mental lust, fills, overwhelms.
Body, moves, trembles, uncontrollably.
Mind opens up, pouring brain love.
Her eyes
burn into his skin, into his throbbing mind,
viewing his desires, the wants she feels upon his body.
Her heart jumps, with erotic tails,
his beats beneath hers,
pounding, flowing.
She feels
him, arousing her,
she wants him, inside her,
tonight, for every night.
A passion never satisfied.
Ever since
the first moment they met,
hands, touched, held
arms, embraced around a sweet hug.
Noses, smelt the romantic scent
of hair, sweet necks, clean and white, soft and inviting.
To feel
crystal tickles, teases
knowing they can more than pleasure and fulfill
desires of their beings, of their souls;
dreams of their minds, of their hearts.
One moment,
they dive into
creating their world with the love in two magical hearts,
destined to find happiness together.
Two hearts of the world, a personal magnetism.
A life,
they roamed, bouncing off of other hearts,
trying to find their match, a mystical match of spirits.
To the one they have been searching for all their life,
and all throughout their dreams.
His heart
opens up to hers, letting hers pour inside his,
into his garden, for her to smell his sweet flowers,
to walk among the strong trees,
to ultimately have and hold his red rose.
With the
power of his heart,
they will soar up into the sky,
flying and gliding through the air,
like birds,
To spend
days among the puffy clouds,
aside their shining bright suns,
soaking soul rays.
To spend
nights in a cuddling nest,
beneath the romance of twinkling stars,
making love under the white moon,
love and children.
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Satisfying Lips
Let your hair down,
feel my sleek hands run through tendrils,
down your warm back, around soft bulges.
Sensual arms embrace and follow,
guided by gentle yet voracious rubs.
Primal love swells passion's inner eye.
Hot lips kiss, massage heaving cleavage.
Wandering hands slide, glide upon your intellect.
Erotic recesses stir, pound unsatisfied passion;
awaken again as hot soul oil exudes our flesh.
Chest beats flames, searing flowers upon your breasts.
Pelvic grinds, throbs my soul's inner desires.
Fingertips roam, dance about your sweet skin,
flutter up and across -- palms press hot against you.
Nipples harden, electric sparks slide off soft caresses.
Lips wet, rub down your neck into sweet kisses.
Tongues hot, smooth silky wet bliss,
steaming breath sends chills down your spine.
Hearts beat faster, pounding lustful desires.
Deep love, pours free into hands of passion.
Skin bare, tight and glistening,
tongues twirling swirls beyond hot satisfying lips.
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Soapy Hands
Cold metal tub, dry dirty ankles,
hot water sprays, pours a stream.
His lathery hands foam bubbles,
as flowery scents float in steam.
Cleaning hands slide, gentle scrub,
washing away her heart's worries.
Purity of a lover's rub,
smoulders tears of bodies.
Tantalizing layer of soap,
covers curves, fills crevices.
Wet passion ignites hope,
drawn from spiritual edges.
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Scents
Scents thickens into the air,
our passion ignites, slow burn
into deep dreams of their bliss.
Her heart breathes his desires,
devoured by deep wet lust,
a dream unfolds onto her shores,
a taste that is never satisfied,
dive into my ocean your love,
to swim for eternity.
© Copyright 2000 Kenneth Jp Drysdale