New Heights
The sweetness of his lips as they render me senseless,
the strength and warmth of his arms that hold me close,
the magic of his touch as he sends me to new heights,
the breath that catches in my throat as he makes me his,
the urgent whispers as passions are heated beyond control,
the quickened pace as the need becomes demanding,
the final explosion as our destiny is reached together,
the gentleness as I lay in his loving arms.
Enchantress
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