You paint these lips
with passion's flame
in brilliant hues
of blood and wine;
Breathless whispers
are unearthed
as hands trace velvet,
unveiling tender petals
which open to you...for you.
Nothing else matters
but this moment,
and your strength
is now my own.
Are you my undoing,
or am I yours?


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delicious to the soul
passions like this
never grows old
Good stuff, Cheryl.
Wanting something is not enough. You must hunger for it. Your motivation must be absolutely compelling in order to overcome the obstacles that will invariably come your way.
In the end, it is the person you become, not the things you have achieved, that is the most important.
Blessings and best wishes - S.
Pictures of Passion;
With pen for a brush
And words for paint;
One grows passionate
As one perceives the picture!
I have a feeling,
I have missed a lot,
Oh, I have missed a lot!
Thanks for posting to my group, Anythingwriting
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THANKS
or am I yours?"
Too many times in my life. ...... LOL