- Erotic Poetry
- Heated Passion
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Heated passion running deep in sinew
A once-familiar blush screams to none but you -- desperate in desire.
Engorged unmasked inflamed fire rises up from within and upon
and seeks to penetrate the veil.
Holding to extremes:
I need the bashful turn,
the darting eyes of self-consciousness,
the slight tuck of the lower lip bitten.
I bleed the now of the frantic urge,
the moistened swelling of your tender lips,
the piercing drive of breathing broken.
Fingers lightly graze the face in a tender quest,
and those nails scrape to red excited flesh;
Mouth and tongue caress in gentleness,
while teeth leave biting knowings;
Apparent contradiction overturned in passion's dance,
emerging merge makes bondslaves of the free
and heated passion enforced liberty.
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