IMAGINE

IMAGINE...

The night is as black as a Raven's wing, as we relax in front of the fireplace.

Looking deep into each other’s eyes, we share the magic hiding there,

Longing for more…

The moment is ripe for the first sweet taste of hungry kisses on waiting lips,

The breathless kisses that only passion can bring,

Longing for more…

Long, slow, intimate kisses that takes our breath away...

And leads to other thoughts, other things,

More intimate places,

Longing for more.

The warmth of silken skin,

The salty taste of you on my tongue,

Touching

Feeling

Wanting

Needing,

Then…

We join our bodies in celebration,

We have waited so long

Yearning for intimacy

We snuggle into the warmth of each other

Feeling fulfilled and content

Yet...

Longing for more.

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