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Passions
She looks at him, smiles and sighs.
Lips make contact and sparks become fires.
He reaches down to the back of her thighs.
She undoes his shirt with the utmost zest.
Anticipation competes with intense desire.
Shirt now undone she kisses his chest.
His head goes back from the feel of her lips.
He moves her slowly to his bed
And gently lifts her by her hips.
He places her softly on her back,
Atop the satin sheets of red.
Now they know there is no turning back.
Inhibitions have given way to romance.
Clothes come off and skin touches skin.
The couple perform their erotic dance.
The night slips by as their bodies unite
And the lovers indulge in beautiful sin.
Nothing compares with that feeling so right.
By morning they lay side by side,
The passion now a quiet moment.
Nothing held back, nothing to hide.
They close their eyes and begin to dream
Of the night before and their love so potent.
Now they lie together, peaceful, serene.
© Erick Pratt
Lips make contact and sparks become fires.
He reaches down to the back of her thighs.
She undoes his shirt with the utmost zest.
Anticipation competes with intense desire.
Shirt now undone she kisses his chest.
His head goes back from the feel of her lips.
He moves her slowly to his bed
And gently lifts her by her hips.
He places her softly on her back,
Atop the satin sheets of red.
Now they know there is no turning back.
Inhibitions have given way to romance.
Clothes come off and skin touches skin.
The couple perform their erotic dance.
The night slips by as their bodies unite
And the lovers indulge in beautiful sin.
Nothing compares with that feeling so right.
By morning they lay side by side,
The passion now a quiet moment.
Nothing held back, nothing to hide.
They close their eyes and begin to dream
Of the night before and their love so potent.
Now they lie together, peaceful, serene.
© Erick Pratt
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