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Her eyes, beckoned me to kiss her

My heart, burned like a torrid fire

She reached forward, to me immure

My heart exploded, with desire

I cupped her face, gently, with my palms

When our lips touched, my brain ignited

So sweet, so soft, those luscious alms

As I savored her succulence, delighted

I pulled her closer, inhaled her every release

Our tongues intertwined, in rapturous grace

Not willing to let go, we devour every piece

We succumb, inhale, then continue our embrace

BOEMS by JA 717