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old song old song In listening to that old song I remember all the rights and forget the wrong The way we were in heat and cold how we couldn't stop wanting to hold as if an embrace would give us health and laughter every kiss kindled a fresh sense of happy ever after with that song playing as you first walked in as we took our chances and rejections on the chin with you with that song playing on seemed a better day and everything simply shone the drinks tasted better and appetites deeper feeding time for desire as on bench seat we slide closer felt the warmth of your body alongside mine holding nerves in check as we got along fine exploring where and when and how you got here a growing sense of joy dashed with a hint of fear would this end in rejection or a night of joy as we moved closer both seemed more open and more coy a playful flirtiness to every word shared looking for more and if you cared between one joke and the next my arm found itself around your shoulders and wanted to stand my ground kiss you till your lipstick was completely gone find ourselves together tonight not alone hands finding themselves nested in each other no more drinks why would we bother in words trying to use some arousing leverage and far too many glimpses at your cleavage is this how the fox feels staring into the hen-house ready to roar and live like a lion not a mouse as we got up and together moved from the bar pausing outside to see if this had worked so far and lips to lips our kisses sounded echoes in souls and hips to hips a heat consumed our wholes we were going nowhere except with other tonight your presence made every moment a delight tongue tip lightning across my lips as my hands held and moved with your hips standing vertical we contemplated horizontal manoeuvres somewhere between kisses realised this was truer down each others kisses and into loving mood we sunk tugging and undoing the many layers between your body radiant and this waking dream a warm hand with fingernails raking down a back finding the lines upon your body to keep me on track delightful feel of breast weighed and caressed then more kisses and moans when things right I guessed your body always a fresh savanna lush to explore as we found ourselves the kiss and rhythm and more after that first time seemed you were almost shy having listened to your moans rising to the sky you snuggled close and I pulled you in deeper a loving embrace for lovers on an overnight sleeper travellers part of journey gone already home then waking and slowly rising till we become two as one dancing on the edge of some greater truth to which we pledge all our tomorrows and the distant future more importantly these moments now of sexual nurture sweet scent of our loving on our skins appreciative cries in my ears when you let me in naked and proud of our loving truth intoxicating taste of you on my tongue a greatest proof your skin and body felt moving beneath my touch building to an even greater heart eclipsing rush shaking and tasting and blindly embracing the world and all its troubles together escaping listening to that old song reminds me when in each other's embrace the perfection of our then. Thoughts in sensual pleasure to erotic writing writ. Feel free to travel - click - to my blog: An exploration introduction |
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