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Ever deeper grows our kiss

On the rug down by the fire
I place butterfly kisses on your neck
Devoted eyes devour you
With each and every peck,

As I hover above you
Flames flickering in the grate
Our lips the merest touch away 
From the kiss we eagerly await.

We feel the passion building
As ever deeper grows our kiss
We feel the urge to tear at clothing 
but expert fingers will resist,

Shirt and blouse buttons popping
Fuel our passionate intensity
Now there can be no stopping 
The spark that flies from you to me.

Like a favoured steed I'm ridden 
With a slow but sexy skill
I'm content to do your bidding
As you ride me harder still .

Breathless whispers encourage
My stamina is unsurpassed
Until that sweet and tender moment 
At last , At last , At last.

I think I know the reason 
For passion such as this 
The secret lies in knowing 
The power of the kiss.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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Date: 5/17/2014 1:14:00 AM
YES! YES! YES! Darren this is absolutely fabulous! And ties in with our our poem about a ride lol. Hugs as ever my friend. Jan xxxx
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Date: 5/17/2014 12:19:00 AM
Wow! Loved this one. .... A steed, eh? You must be some stud!
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Date: 5/16/2014 7:52:00 PM
Haha, very good!
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