The door closes and so it begins a journey to passion with orgasmic ends. The broken ends of hearts mend, time suspends so it begins.
We shed away the pain inside; let the angers of our souls subside. Your legs divide; our thoughts are wide to the countless ends that pleasure provides. Embrace this moment long denied. I will succeed where others have tried.
The touch of your lips is captivating; leaving my body anticipating, hating that you'll keep me waiting, but loving everything relating.
Your body is yearning and I base this, on the moistness of your oasis. Your body is yearning and I base this, on the passion I feel in your kiss. The doors of ecstasy have opened themselves to you and me. Our encounter starts out slowly, but none-the-less you enjoy me.
Soon your legs shudder as your words stutter this has come from no other and may not come from another.
You see, what we've done goes above what anyone calls making love. And calling you beautiful is a far cry from how I view you in my eye.
You climbed on top and as you rode, I could feel your body explode and the juices of our journey flowed. Then time resumes and so ends our journey to passion with orgasmic ends.
