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Whispers and Moans
My hands went Surfing,
on Her Map last Night.
In search of a precious Treasure,
for a few moments of Delight.
They stopped at a point,
that was Warm and Tender.
Her Rosebuds sunned My Heart,
with their Softness & Splendour.
I went tracing a few of My Kisses,
below Her glowing Waist.
In search of Honey trickles,
My Lips had longed to Taste.
Passions lost themselves,
among Whispers and Her Moans.
As Our bodies went mating,
We lowered Our Tones.
© Savio Fonseca
@Amorous_Knight
#Love&love💞 #Love&love #thoughts #yqwriter #writco #poem
on Her Map last Night.
In search of a precious Treasure,
for a few moments of Delight.
They stopped at a point,
that was Warm and Tender.
Her Rosebuds sunned My Heart,
with their Softness & Splendour.
I went tracing a few of My Kisses,
below Her glowing Waist.
In search of Honey trickles,
My Lips had longed to Taste.
Passions lost themselves,
among Whispers and Her Moans.
As Our bodies went mating,
We lowered Our Tones.
© Savio Fonseca
@Amorous_Knight
#Love&love💞 #Love&love #thoughts #yqwriter #writco #poem
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