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By rgpage Date: 2009 Sep 26 Comment on this Work [[2009.09.26.11.33.17148]] |
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Passion's Dance By rgpage face down she rests her naked form head turned from her lover's glance. eye's closed she lies and knowingly waits, (a) loving touch starts passion's dance. his huge hand moves across her back with strokes the touch of butterfly wings. upon her creamy skin so smooth its path now set toward splendered things. his pace a slow deliberate score her passion's breath he brings, from touch so soft, igniting sparks with love her breath now sings. his steady course she knows so well yet every touch is new. her sparks of passion love's embers light, love's embers loving hue. down past her rear with feathered touch just knowing where to go, behind her knees his fingers dance to passion's steady flow. their hips now in synchronic dance, love's voluntary ride, she feels his passion grown so hard, now pressed against her side. he cups her breast so gently as if it were a flower, its nipple earlier soft and small now hard with passion's power. and in her loins great sparks erupt her soft and pleasured flesh. with juices flowing, desire's high to meet love's natural crush. now she turns to meet his lips her passion running high. with savage hunger she pulls him in her hunter now the prey. tables turned their urge well matched desire holds the pace. she takes control and guides his love with feminine stealth and grace. to places only she could know where sparks ignite small streaks of light, that illuminates her soul. together they fend love's tempting end to stay their lover's dance. to take control and reach their goal the essence of their romance. |