Passionate LoveA Poem by Ghost Passionate Love The deepest emotional gift is starting as friends, Although we may falter with difficulties, we remain
friends and lovers, Whether it be for ten minutes, ten years or ten
lifetimes, I’m yours and I belong to only you now and FOREVER. We are mirrored images of one another; our love is
pure and passionate, It's a sacred flame that burns eternally with a
special glow, Residing inside our hearts - joyful, deep, healing -
always connected timelessly, Always unyielding since our first hello, our attachment,
our love will never concede. Our passionate art is poetic and magical, always full
of understanding, We shared a weekend filled with talk, of shared
stories and rekindled feelings, But our last night together, you became a sultry verse
of visual beauty, You are an exhilaration of bliss, excitement,
fulfillment, and intimate harmony. I began to caress you gently, slowly - running my
tongue over your neck and ear, Kissing your lips, then your cheek, pulling you
towards me with indescribable desire, My hands glide over your curves, my fingers dip below
your waist reaching your inner thigh, It is here I start to tremble as I lifted your gown,
parting your legs as anticipation mounted, Here I traced my name as our temperatures heightened,
causing a shortness of breath and judgement. Feeling so alive you can't refuse me - cherishing
every movement as I touch you in the dark, You became a storm of lightening and electricity,
leaving my skin tingling for more, With precision, I navigated your body, traveling at a
sensuous pace, bracing for the thrill, I feel it, you feel it, and we erupt with ecstasy and
pleasure, leg over leg entangled together, You say “I love you”, giving me hope again as we fall
into a much needed and peaceful slumber.... 5/18/2018 © 2018 Ghost |
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1 Review Added on May 19, 2018 Last Updated on May 19, 2018 AuthorGhostColumbus, OHAboutI have been writing since high school (that seems like it was along time ago). I used to post on a site called thestarlitecafe but lost touch of it and when I returned it had changed so much. But I st.. more..Writing
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