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Heart Shaped Wishes

she moves sleepy-headed in the bed next to me and in the stillness of the mornings dim light her hand finds its way across my chest and like an idle dancer spins nonchalant circles of heart shaped wishes on my skin her lips draw next to my ear and with a soft wet sound give a tender lesson in the beauties of her naughty delights the first tentative kiss in the tempest of her seductions she wraps herself up in my arms a gift to own darker delights and caresses my eyes with her own the soft texture of her gaze thick with passions and desires deep with her heart touching mine and in that gaze i feel her soul moving as one with mine as our kisses melt us she pleads with her hands all along my face and down along my body she begs and teases the flickering desires of our heat that rise like the fires of a thousand suns and with delighted sounds from deep within her as she explores and plunders as we dance in the tangled sheets she finds again the desires that go hand in hand with her hearts loves that go hand in hand with her hearts dreams timeless times later as we lay entwined in the afterglow of our love's hot tempest and with such a tender and timid voice looking deep into my eyes tells me she loves me and no other i brush back the strand of hair that has fallen to her sweat bound brow and kissing her gently tell her that i too love her and no other this is no ordinary love affair this is one soul romancing another with every carnal delight with every souls true treasure of loving embrace this is passion she is my dreadlock princess i am her poet in shining armor this is how love was meant to be (i wrote this a while back)

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