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Passions Mark
by Sue Maddox Toth
I tingle as you shiver beneath
my caress,
roaming, exploring, indulging
myself.
Inspired to continue by
your trembling sigh,
Bringing you to this is
such a natural high!
The drum like tautness of
your belly - sweet,
as lust uncurls and through
you seeps.
The tang of sweat as I kiss
and caress,
reveling in the sound of
your now labored breath.
Innate rituals of our physical
arts,
penetrate mere flesh and
enslave the heart.
Hair entangled in sweat
soaked strands,
teasing and answering our
lustful demands.
Passion bruised and softly
swollen lips,
kiss lust inspired welts
that crisscross my skin.
Wine purple stains where
I was tasted so deep,
places of passion your hungry
lips seek!
Bleeding rivulets of seething
fire,
consumed as the lust you
build rages higher!
The lingering taste of blood
on my tongue,
savoring the flavor of you
like some drug.
In our passions I can run
wild,
free to be natural without
feeling defiled.
Nothing of shame do I ever
feel here with you,
just the joint filling of
needs that run in you too.
Who is
Sue Maddox-Toth?
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