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Zandrite
Zandrite
49 Followers

there is no word
to describe how it starts
when your body sends signals
when we close the distance
eyes on eyes
hands on hands
lips on lips
and there’s nothing to utter
but the sighs
that escape between us

there is no word
to capture what I feel
when your body rules over me
when we clutch each other
skin on skin
tongue on tongue
need on need
and there’s nothing else I crave
but the touch
that spurs my nerves

there is no word
to match the sounds I cry out
when your body presses into me
when we writhe together
hips on hips
sweat on sweat
lust on lust
and there’s nothing in the world
but the heat
that makes me shiver

there is no word
to explain the elated fire
when your body releases inside me
when we plummet over climax
moan on moan
thrust on thrust
joy on joy
and there’s nothing to hold back
but the laugh
that giddy impulse

there is no word
to echo the sensation
when your body curls around me
when we settle in the darkness
sigh on sigh
hold on hold
dream on dream
and there’s nothing I want more
but the peace
that lies in your arms

Zandrite
Zandrite
49 Followers
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AnonymousAnonymousalmost 4 years ago

Wow, Zan. Love.

29wordsforsnow29wordsforsnowalmost 4 years ago

word on word pure erotica, a praise...a prayer to lovemaking

thanks for this sensual orgy of language use

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