Thursday, August 29, 2013
Love in the Making
streaks of sun burst through
the clouds like thunderbolts
from Thor, penetrating the
muscles of my back as I
penetrate myself into you;
frenzied desires escalate,
syncopated moans announce,
gasping for breath we kiss
away the fears of being caught;
dripping ecstasy between our legs
demonstrate what hearts could not,
helping joys melt away the tears
of being separated far too long.
22jul13
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