One in Desire

One in Desire

A Poem by Mark
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Inspired by a another great writer.

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Slowly, your defenses fall,
making soft sounds
like lace dropping to the floor.

Every breath brings desire;
Each movement, hunger;
Each step, I am closer.

The last of the satin
is flung to the floor somewhere
my mouth fills with a soft piece of you.

Your body I possess
in these fleeting moments
that go on into forever.

You are mine. I penetrate
and two people are changed
to one beast of desire.

© 2012 Mark


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good flow and sensual work

Posted 12 Years Ago


Mark

12 Years Ago

Thank you Stanley :)
Hi Mark a very gentle and sensual write that ends with a passionate raising of desire. Good and flowing. The first stanza is lovely.

Posted 12 Years Ago


Strike like,and re read it. sounds
lace dropping to the floor.
I don't know if you need "somewhere"
Lust and desire are here

Posted 12 Years Ago


Superb, it seems an elusive stop, right in the here and now, in the eye of the force.... I really enjoyed this piece.

E.L.

Posted 12 Years Ago


"Your body I possess

in these fleeting moments

that go on into forever.



You are mine. I penetrate

and two people are changed

to one beast of desire."~ This is Heat!...starts soft and romantic, then ends with "one beast of desire"... magnetic!

Romance and passion entwined...NICE!

Posted 12 Years Ago


Mark

12 Years Ago

Thank you Robbie. I always enjoy reading your work because it gives me the feeling of a woman's pers.. read more
Robbie~xoxo~

12 Years Ago

It's always a pleasure to read your work... I love reading on the man's perpective as well. Thank yo.. read more

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Mark
Mark

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