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Raging Fires



She's with me when I awake at night,

when I sleep

when I dream

when I ache, when I want, when I need.



Her hair hangs low

and trickles down across my face,

taking her lips with my fingers

I lightly trace



Brushing her soft skin with kisses

as I caress her sweet shoulders

her body melts into mine

as I hold her.



I nibble lovingly upon her ear,

feeling her shudder

my teeth gently rake across her neck,

bringing an urgency from my lover.



Pressing her lips to mine, I find

pleasures in a kiss unknown in my time.

Erotic,

Sensuous,

our mouths filled with fever

our tongue's passions deliver.



My body aching for this longing

her's, craving with wanting.

We feel our heart's pounding

as we look into each other's eyes,

no desires disguised.



I hear her gasp

as she takes me within

I hold her tight,

as my mouth delights

in the beautiful roundness of her skin



All of our desires

our raging fires

as we ride higher and higher,

Heaven untold

ecstasy about to unfold,

consuming deep passions only lovers hold.



Our bodies glisten

from the heat we share,

Wet,

Passion soaked,

Bare.

Feeling her fingers dig deep as our moment has arrived

our release welcomed with no feelings to hide.



She's with me after I awake in the morning,

after I sleep

after I dream

When I ache, when I want, when I need...



©Brian Glenn