Love Like Nature
Kisses fall like a swarm of butterflies, over the soft vale of her back,
I inhale the pheromone vaporizer of her charming seduction,
Hands map the rolling slopes that make her buttocks,
Lips caress her hips fashioned by enchanting hillocks draped in emerald angora silk,
Fingers unveil pearlized dunes of bosoms gliding across the smooth plains of her stomach,
My tongue is as the warm spring rain, a gentle patter upon her river of womanhood,
An unfurled jewelled mother of pearl appears, fingertips dip with precise dexterity,
Causing a stream to trickle, then pool in the valley between her thighs.
My breath is the gentle breeze, sweet and inviting on her face, building to a lustful gale next to her ear,
Before increasing its wild tempo, to a monsoon that leaves her engulfed in, enrapture!
She inspires my passion to new levels,
Our love is the brimming volcano, mounted to the brink of eruption, a lava stream of lust,
Amalgamated upon awaiting soil. Concrete, cemented into the heart of mother earth.
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