Love of It

Vanilla and cinnamon, drip drop in the rain. 
Soft and curvaceously, run wild in my brain.
Tender the kisses, upon the wind I am sending.
Anywhere place them, I'll be there for an ending.

Sound of your heartbeat, caressing silk thought.
Slip slide and dart with words and acts court.
A lilting sound, these words rest upon my heart. 
With my eyes draw you in, loving passion impart.

Cloaked in velvet, wants and needs, to give as a gift.
She opens these tenderly, her voice gives me a lift.
Let me taste your kisses, linger in your passion forever.
This can I promise, will let free a torrent of lust ever. 

By panther811
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