New Moon Groove
She calls me God and damns me nightly
As we exchange deep sighs and moans
I'm the father of Orgasms and Creations
The moans of a beastly release
She's Mother of every Desire
Match of my fires
explosion galore
From the steamy release
She knows just how to
Please and tease into
Full submission
Conquest and mission
The last gasp of breathe
Only to inhale life
From a river that flows
Towards me
She and I
Exchanged Souls
In the Heat of passions
Life giving Life
In and out
Rhythm and stroke
Lost in the Universe
Of Locking Eyes
Clasping hands
Holding on for
Dear Life
Wetting my Desire
Speaking deeply without
Words
The Magic of Sex that's
Niagara wet
Somewhere East of
Eden Corner to Corner
Walls and all
The Event Horizon
Of A vertical
And Horizontal Dance
Feeding from the
Elixir
We exchanged Life
Thru Soul Music
Our Love
Magic and Ritual
Ancient power
By the
New Moon and fire
In to Deep
Our Sexual Testimonies
pluralisms
No time for sleep
Her Boaz Pillar
Just the right angle
90° Pleas
Please and Tease
Orally she stroked
As I gave her soul confessions
In Every Damn Language
Tongue Speaking
As she downed her babies
Cooling the heat from
The night.
Kevin Guru©2016
New Moon Groove
Copyright © Kevin Mitchell | Year Posted 2017
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