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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.

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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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