A Love Poem
Tender as a lover's caress
Slipping down her curves
Pools the fabric of her dress
With gentle hands and firm masculine lips
He teasingly caresses her curves, his kisses silencing her words
Fog fills the corners of her mind
Words are suddenly hard to find
His soft chuckle caresses her ears
The love in his eyes silences her fears
Bodies join in passion's dance
Meeting her lover's eyes
She falls into passion's trance
The room fills with whimpers and sighs
His lips caress hers, silencing her cries
Slipping down her curves
Pools the fabric of her dress
With gentle hands and firm masculine lips
He teasingly caresses her curves, his kisses silencing her words
Fog fills the corners of her mind
Words are suddenly hard to find
His soft chuckle caresses her ears
The love in his eyes silences her fears
Bodies join in passion's dance
Meeting her lover's eyes
She falls into passion's trance
The room fills with whimpers and sighs
His lips caress hers, silencing her cries
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