"Desire is the very essence of man."
"An object in possession seldom retains the same charm that it had in pursuit"
"We have been raised to fear the yes within ourselves, our deepest cravings"
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Telling me to stop believing
is like telling me to stop breathing
As I lay in the expanse of this bed
I feel your presence…
You are here,
Your lingering scent and closeness
Arouse passionate desire
Your soft gentle breath
Whispers across my lips
Your tantalising tender touch
With precision of a skilled surgeon
and delicacy of fluttering gossamer wings
brushes my skin
teasing like a cool breeze
I roll into the warmth
Of your awaiting embrace
concerns of the day
Fade into oblivion
As Eros and Aphrodite
Whisper in dulcet tones
Words of love
Igniting souls of passion
Evoking emotions
Like liquid crystal into moulds
Blending, flowing
Unifying into hues of ruby red
And amber shades
Hands gliding contours
Of delicate forms
Marvelling the smoothness
Of soft sensual velvet touch.
