The pleasure of desire
Do you know where to touch
to make me fumble
to make me breath
to make my heart fall
as my body and senses rise
above the call of your touch
In another time and space
your hands wanders my body
with the heat of desire
to make my breath fumble
to make my senses fall
into the most erotic fantasies
of them all
Where the lips plays
and our toungues writes
the warm embrace
to se and explore the face expressions
then we breath together
in seconds of pleasure
as the blood in our veins tickles and floats
we come one
and in a moment our passion exploads
Poetry by Malin Johansson
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Written on 2006-02-21 at 15:05
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