Sunday, June 12, 2011

One More Taste

Nightfall
The moon is high and tensions ebb

Trapped
Tangled up within her web

Sultry
Moving with erotic grace

Grinning
That wicked smile on her face

Taunting
Calling out her lover's name

Hunting
Begins anew, the midnight game

Naked
Flesh to flesh, their bodies meet

Licking
A taste of juices warm and sweet

Thrashing
Lovers move upon the bed

Burning
A passion deep within his head

Entry
She takes his hardness, every inch

Groaning
Succumbing to this sultry bitch

Dripping
Honey flows as passion flares

Screaming
A scream of lust impales the air

Sleeping
Together in a warm embrace

Dreaming
Of another time and one more taste

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