Passion
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I lie in mental stress,
unable to find in barren mind
the words that will express
the wild desire and raging fire
instilled by your caress.

I long to softly sing
of questing hands and need's demands,
as our bodies swing
in love's delight to wondrous heights
as though on eagle wings.

With lips I would explore
your every part, desire start,
then open passion's door
with tender touch desiring much
demanding ever more.

As one to reach the sky
each to entreat as bodies meet
take me as you fly
to highest crest and deepest depths
'til satisfied we lie.© ©  1970s
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