A Thought for Every Word

Fingers reach to brush the crest
of hardened nipples on silken chests,
and warm is the touch of flesh on flesh.

Voices meet in darkened spaces
to share secret dark erotic wishes,
and soft is the sound of a whispered yes.

Mouths open and breath sits still
on lively tongues wet saliva spilled,
and sweet is the taste of the driven kiss.

Bold eyes lock and stare
with unspoken words that fill the air,
and glorious is the sight of naked passion.

Bodies ache and arch unbidden
as they move to determined rhythm,
and driven is the crescendoed obsession.

Possessed by our desired cage
accepting the fate of our majestic rage,
and blissful is the prurient surrender.

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