Peach Drenched Bliss
Peached Drenched Bliss.
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With gentle caress
And awakening butterfly moist warm kisses
I held her like a precious treasure
A work of sublime living art
I wish I could cling on to forever
.
Her skin so smooth sensitive and responsive
I kissed the inside of her wrist
Lavishly ravashing with heated passion
Planting kiss up her arms
She sighed as I she succumbed to my charms
As I pulled down her zipper
Nibbling her bare shoulders
And tasting her skins sweet perfume
As I held her in my muscular arms
She melted
As I carried her across the room
.
Her elegant neck was long and tender
As I teased and loving kisses
I did render
I blew softly in her ear
And with my teeth
As I pulled her near
Pulled and tugged her lobes
I frantically ran my fingers through
The textured tresses of her hair
For I had got the fever
And love was in the air
.
I kissed her passionately
Upon her hungry peach drenched lips
And liberated the inner bird of freedom
With my probing finger tips
.
We melted and stirred deep sensations and emotions
With every laboured shallow breath
Among the burning flames
Until we spent our last morsel of affection
And had no energy left
.
With warm embers still aglow
We rested in each others arms
Whispering sweet nothings
Safe and fee from harm
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This was not just a trivial release and formality
To release the beast
For this was an expression of our appreciation
With strong devotion and caring
So deep.
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Peter Dome©2020.
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