Her Muse:

 

 

Sculpted and chiseled his form wraps itself around hers;

In his strength is her surrender;

In her surrender is his protection.

In her mind the memory of his lips touching her skin

Consumes and stirs her senses;

Alive and well, her imagination takes over

and travels to a place of lust and abandon.

In her ear she can still hear his passionate whispers,

And on her flesh the heat of his touch.

Opening up like a blossom in the summer sun,

Her flower invites, and her nectar he sips.

The softness of her flesh entices and draws him in;

His senses swim in the sensual curve of her hip as his fingertips

Explore skin.

White hot the passion courses through veins, his and hers,

Flowing with desire as sparks become fire.

Transcended above a space and time, bodies in rapture

A complete meeting of body, soul and mind;

He takes her there, over and over again, and

All she needs to do is simply close her eyes.

 

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