Flights of Passion

You give me a lift to those heights I once dreamt of. You support me in your warm embrace and the heat comes through the silk and lace. I cling to you with all my might. We pass unseen from day to night. There’s no care to prey on both our minds. Scarlet sky lies wrapped in bliss. Gentle breeze bestows a kiss. It feels good to be so close, real close to you. Floating, floating over land and sea. Floating, floating, floating endlessly. You ravish my soul in pleasured ways that you know. Fingers rouse each dormant fantasy; your voice entreats me to set them free. I yield as your lips have their way, thoughts break free; I’m taken away. There’s no care to prey on both our minds. Scarlet sky lies wrapped in bliss. Gentle breeze bestows a kiss. It feels good to be so close, real close to you. Floating, floating over land and sea. Floating, floating, floating endlessly. We lose count of time as it comes to a standstill. We can read each other’s thoughts so well though we dare not talk or break the spell. Our eyes and cheeks with pleasure glow. Emotions rise and freely flow. There’s no care to prey on both our minds. Scarlet sky lies wrapped in bliss. Gentle breeze bestows a kiss. It feels good to be so close, real close to you. Floating, floating over land and sea. Floating, floating, floating endlessly. We lose conscious thought as pleasure exerts control. Our bodies prove the zenith is near and we arrive in euphoria’s sphere. We revel in passionate thrill until every tremor is still. There’s no care to prey on both our minds. Scarlet sky lies wrapped in bliss. Gentle breeze bestows a kiss. It feels good to be so close, real close to you. Floating, floating over land and sea. Floating, floating, floating endlessly. For the Duet Contest of Heather Ober December 3, 2015