Erotic Bliss

His dark brown eyes held me captive

reflecting that of my own

Escaping into a world in which we belonged 

it was an enveloping  journey…

an erotic bliss.

His breath was subtle kissing me

knowing every defined curve of my face

I could not resist to inhale his essence-

to have him within

for the love we conceived was entwined.

A composition of passion…

Divine.


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