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Our Dance of Love
Glistening bodies entwined
in an ageless erotic dance,
seeking pleasures from each other,
seeking wonder and romance.
I touch your face with tenderness.
You draw my body near.
Aching, needing hunger
will make our destiny clear.
Our lips meet in soft kisses,
our tongues begin passion's war.
Forgotten now, the outside world.
All is here, behind this door.
You stroke my body tenderly,
I arch up for your caress.
You find my silken portal
and my womanly wetness.
I moan in fiery desire
and you pull your hand away,
wishing to end this exquisite torture
and get on with passion's play.
I straddle your waiting body,
ease you into my feminine hollow.
I lead you on a rhythmic dance,
your thrusting hips must follow.
I ride you faster, even then,
to hear your wondrous sighs.
I show you all the delights
I have between my womanly thighs.
We stare into each others eyes
and gasp as ecstasy unreels,
and tangles us in a lover's knot
that every answer reveals.
Sated, we lie side by side,
spent but hungering still.
I touch you where our passion came
and tastes our lovers spill.
Our mouths meet in passionate need,
hungry animals once more.
This time you rise above me,
my body to explore.
Our ballet begins again,
as you thrust your manhood in,
vowing not to end the dance
unless my cries you win.
Like beasts of old we become,
riding with desire,
only resting our throbbing bodies
when sated by our fire.
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