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Wedding of Erotic Harmony
Your heart is searing in a blaze, on fire,
wrapped around a torch of its own scorching thirst, hotter
than any woman has ever held you before … white flamed
beneath intense yearnings burning you feverishly to say - I do.
All will to resist has been ignited to kindle
her inferno of sizzling passions. Your coherence lost
in a raging combustion of longing that detonates your resolve
and liberty, because nothing stops bonfires fueled by a man’s lust.
Insatiable hungers invigorate the excitement
of heated arousal, enthused by your lingering thoughts
that launch at the slightest opportunity to make love to her, human
forms roasting in a sweltering excitement that invigorates sex.
How tender, yet savage this appetite that craves
this woman’s flesh, relentless as the unrestrained beast
in you that wants to eat her raw. Savory anticipation of licking
her sweet, moist juices off your fingers until she is fully absorbed.
She enlarges your shaft, and boils your testicles
with a touch that extends your penis, and balloons your soul
into undulations of groin shock, as she plays you like a solo rendition
of a French Horn opus that augments your own symphony.
Two electrified bodies basting in a mattress cloud
that pours over your courtship until wetness dissolves both genders
at the hip. United in the glorious thrill of two connected moods, soaring
to orgasms that blend your souls into a caress of gold-plated alchemy.
Sky-high like an eagle your shaft begins to thrust upward
and down. Holding her with velvet talons, you raft through the wind
of exhausted breathes, penetrating her soprano, until the music twines
your spirit into a blustery melody that tizzies a core with excitement.
Rumpus lips press together, tongues dance a soothing
duet, minutes evaporate as you slide around each other in awe
and sweat. Glistening beads soaking the sheets that retain the scent
of intercourse for days before you wash it away like a rinsed memory.
Slowing release you move down to lap your own surges
mixed with a luminous taste of radiant distillation. Love when her
pussy purges - tangy rivers of savory spice that bite into your palate
like samples of fruit juice, and honey she stirred into a dry white wine.
Relishing every move of her engaged thighs - you sip, probe
and nibble, consuming the tantalizing squirms and torrid tensions,
that now begs you to scramble back and saddle her. Mounting the ardor
like an untamed mare, riding into sunsets with her hoofs on your back.
Every muscle quivers as molten interiors begin to smolder
into a lava of flowing rapture. You drive and tug from the soft wings
of her angelic grasp. She lifts you out, then sucks you back in, like a squall
from a tempestuous hurricane rushing toward euphoric ecstasy.
Pending upsurges of thundering essence crack into lightning bolts
of explosion, climatic exhilarations, breathless release, harmonized tickles
in the arms of tactile bliss, where faces spy satiated eyes, tethering you
to promises you must make to cherish her - until the end of your life.
