Just a quick, but maybe steamy poem for that sexy red head who holds my heart and soul.
A Moment of Bliss.It is the taste of your skin,
a nectar divine.
As body heat mingles,
Yours and mine.
It is with those lips,
and those sacred hips,
love meets fruition
and souls entwine.
It is the way you move,
inside I quiver.
Joined together,
an ecstasy glows and shines,
and sparkles and shimmers.
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