"LOVE'S NECTAR"


Gently brushing lips;
Warm tender embraces;
Moist, soft lashes;
Caressing our faces.

The essence of passion;
Satisfaction we share;
Flesh heated by desire;
With urgency we so dare.

Whispering of passions;
It is such pure delight;
Extracting love's nectar;
During a blissful night.


Belda J. Lynds  ©

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