CMLseries~ Deep, Valentino

                                      CMLseries~ "Deep, Valentino"

They are rare; the Men of whom sensual legends are made.
He is one. He is Legend.
He is a...
Crave Maker

"Everything of your life is so deep, Valentino
    Your mind, your heart~ especially your soul
    Everything of your love I do reap, Valentino
    You give from yourself~ deeply ~ to make me whole"

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A toast~
'to Lovedeep Love'
 
He drinks in and of her essence;
heady bouquet of melting desire
wafts from her every wanting pore
His kiss; an erotic Epiphany
in champagne's special moment;
merlot enticing shade on  
yearning's awaiting lips;
fading to pink Chablis in
His murmurs' quenched embrace
He gives this first toast
of full bodied kiss~
'to Love'

Sultry; this claret velvet night
as drunken fog of lust
lies low and cognac thick
His virile gait enters her  
succulent sweet grape
to cellars' depths;
staggering strides sensuous;
deep
celestial deep
as if descent was His only Ascension
deep, Valentino...

He slips deeper into her heavens;
their passions meeting in distilling steps;
a rendezvous of enthralled flesh caressing;
rose` white pulsing intoxications sinking
still further down to rapturous heights
She turns; the spiral of His ascent
steeper
deeper
holding steady to mellow curves of her
blush silken hips; brandy warm and
craving His hands' inebriating touch
deep... deeper, Valentino...

Into ecstasy's spellbound summit
He further plummets;
falling deeper
deeper still
into the risen throes of her ripened needs;
His spirits of love pouring down
the throat of her undulating Divinity
Within passion's drunkenness
they reel and sway; dizzying exhilaration;
such the light-headed bed spins
of lovers' effervescent foam
stay in me... deep, Valentino...

The kiss, now on a chardonnay shoulder;
His liqueurs of love poured; her chalice filled;
sobriety forever shunned from love's crescendo;
in pale afterglow of Venus on cloud pillow of white...
She raises her chin and sees the rose.
Petals' rich satin hues of crimson cabernet;
drifting piquant scents of sherry and Bordeaux;
the leaves, like two arms held out imploring;
its long stem reaching; as if beseeching her love
Still lying deep within her; He turns them as one;
side cradled melding of conjoined silhouettes
In the opaque mist of dream's prelude;
through His ear, a lulled whisper adores...
You give from yourself~ deeply ~ to make me whole

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This chapter, My toast to 'Romance' ~ Long may it live!