As I follow you through my mind I sense a passion that I must find
Every memory of you is a vision of truth; even your scent is divine
But it is your touch, your form and your sweet words of volition; that makes this soul fold.
Wondering in the course of my day about you; hints of passion peeking through
my body reacting with excitement feeling your essences around; smiling inwardly making small love sounds
The truth…this craze and longing has my consciousness weak the scent like sweet nasturtiums, of honey-suckle from the long sultry heat.
You are to me visual ecstasy; your hair waves of demonic sensuality
Come my love and reach for me for this my vessel is yours to keep
Let these walls of sense fall; step forward, hold my hand and let the heat of freedom begin!
Masculine firm with desire; your forceful eyes roaming about my kind
My body yearning for your touch, your kiss, softly and tentatively, forming in my mind
Quickening heartbeat, racing pulse, breathing shallow, moans of soft, a wanting of your skin; waiting for you to take my hand in yours and lead me to the bed for the intensity of this passion the heat of freedom to begin!
This our bond of carnal provocation incites within a unity of sensual addiction
I hold every suggestion; every rapture of euphoric temptation within the power of penetration
Our movement is one; yet our voices be a legion of orgasmic purification.
Corporeal desire my cells and water hold blood flowing rapidly and freely my sexuality unfolds
Saturation exhilaration penetration paramount; this our dance gracefully raw our chi(s) in ecstasy scream about
Now it becomes madness; this deepness of animalistic indulgence, our petition endless
Release soon to become two sirens of broken moments and un-spoken devotion
Hold me close and speak to me without words; for tonight our souls remembered the intimacy of love.
This sweet release of passion… is play; from two whom connected bodily in natural animalistic image lay
Hold me always as I will hold you; this night more than body we are connected with the passion of ancient love “Sun and Moon”
By Malcolm.E.Wheeldon and Andrea.L.Tabor
Love a desirable quality representing all of human kindness, compassion, and affection
This collaboration between me and my dear friend Andrea
Love be the beast that hungers for the unity of the wanting soul!!!…)o(
Thank you all for your words and time!
In two we write to the chorus of love!