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Not sure if I've ever posted this one.

Heat of Passion

Inner fire set in two breasts burns the hottest,
when ignited by a single slow soft sensual kiss.
A caress fires them; there is nothing they’ll miss,
experimenting with sensual sensation and little rest.

Dawn comes oh way to soon, and other demands intrude,
even Monday’s work encroaches upon their sweet dreams.
Fever bright their needs, searing them until climax screams,
welding them as one, across their inner universes so skewed.

Urgent need and wanton touch drives them to new heights,
addictive as any drug, they love with unleashed passion’s rage.
There is no holding back, no hesitation in this loving age,
only their fusion, and completion, the goal in their sights.

In that moment they are but one, united in every atom dear,
their cries as sweet as angel’s song in perfect balance and accord.
Time intrudes later, but for now there is only passion’s sword,
and the two of them, more alive then they thought possible I fear.