Beyond Love
Beyond Love
My love,
my hands gently trace
the contours of your body
and leave trails of pleasure
across your body…
But when I see your pleading eyes
resulting in moans
your body writhes before me
I hear a new beat
of passion that sets the pace
and lets you feel what you live for
My slave,
my strokes follow powerfully
the rhythm of my passion
and leave trails of ecstasy
through your soul and bliss…
© Mrs Moriah
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