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Deep In Passion

Love how he feels his touch of a man my desire for him so priceless you'll never understand he takes my heart higher then high with our bodies intertwined we float through the sky he makes my words tangle and my mind in a daze i feel so trapped he's my master and i his slave he goes so deep little pain but feels so good he makes me feel things i didn't know i could we roll, we tumble dripping with sweat the passion is so deep my mind is set switching positions but never one to long he's like a beast of passion going hard and strong he goes so deep hitting my spot i scream for more not wanting him to stop i fell him breathing so hard in my ear my breaths get deeper so i know that it's near he goes deeper this time much slow trying to run but nowhere to go he lifts me me up from my hips then grips my ass wondering what he'll do next he goes soft but fast the urges deep within me have gotten more intense now where is it all coming from why and how we've both reached our peak for the first at the same time it's like an adrenaline rush sending chills up my spine this man gives me the touch,the love, the feelings i need my passion and urges he will forever feed

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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Date: 5/21/2016 9:33:00 AM
Kristina Ellis, well penned. Enjoyed reading your thoughts and words today. *SKAT*
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Date: 1/14/2009 3:04:00 AM
Nice poem Kristina and welcome to Poetry Soup. I invite you to read some of my work...Raul
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Date: 1/13/2009 7:55:00 AM
Welcome to PoetrySoup Kristina. I hope to read more poetry from you. Love, Carol
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Date: 1/11/2009 9:59:00 PM
I love this poem. It's very honest and realistic which every woman who has been through the experience will surely understand and appreciate, that is, if we are truly honest about it. I sure have been through the same experience many times over and it's heaven, that feeling of a man's hardness plunging deep inside my softness while I squirm and beg for the torment not to stop. Kathleen
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