Endless Pursuit
With open eyes,
arms stretched forth.The tender embrace,warmth of flesh against flesh.The stirring.The longing.Wanting to meld with another.Consumed with desire.A thirst for passion.Never enoughInsatiable.A pounding heart.A racing pulse.The frivolity.The glee.The joy.The endless pursuit of love.
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3 comments:
lovely poem, lovely thought..... thanks.
Love it. I fully agree with Russ Here.
Ray
lovely, indeed.
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