Category : Poems

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His voice sends shivers through my soul
A drop of water down my spine,
His lips they lure me to come near
I yearn to feel them against mine.

His eyes they grasp me steadily
Hypnotic, has hold of my gaze,
His hands are strong, I fear them not
Their touch send nerves into a haze.

His love for me speaks more than words
The way he moves makes my heart weak,
His passion within every stroke
Releases a soft sigh of relief.

His masculine takes all control
Our hearts they dance to every beat,
His soul meets mine while deep within
No past lover can compete.

His hands are gentle 'gainst my skin
Feeling like a silken glove,
I never knew this was a thing
To have sex, but make it love.❤️