Tag sexy love poems
Radiating with desire,
This hunger will not tire.
The heart knows all too well,
What the lips ache to tell.
This hunger will not tire.
The heart knows all too well,
What the lips ache to tell.
The eyes begin to dance,
No more concern for romance.
A slight touch of the hand,
Weakness sets in and you cannot stand.
This passion yearns to be fed,
A tangled mess of naked flesh falls to the bed.
The nails claw and tear,
Hair and sweat are all you wear.
Like magnets drawn together,
slowly, barely touching, warm breath over flesh.
His prolonging became unbearable,
her will weakening, her resolve diminishing.
slowly, barely touching, warm breath over flesh.
His prolonging became unbearable,
her will weakening, her resolve diminishing.
Slowly, shyly, she opened herself a fraction to him.
He leaned in gently, caring, considerate at first,
not wanting to alarm or frighten, this her first time.
Then he became more insistent, more passionate.
She returned his ardor as he slipped in further,
wrestling together, slipping and sliding,
unrelenting, until she could stand no more.
