Our Bodies Make One
By cryingangel
After he gently removes my shirt, His body makes mine warm as our skins touch. He slides his hand down to unbutton my pants, I start to want him more. Kissing me with each and every move. Soon we are one. Inisde of me, he grabs my waist. With no second to hesitate. He loves me. Our bodies connect as we come closer to the orgasm. We both thrust in and out. To please the other. So erotic and full of passion. We are in love and you can tell. As we kiss the other and smile in eachother's eyes. We giggle and laugh. This love is mine. I grab his head while still kissing him, As I start to play with his hair. Now I am on top. We are still one. I start kissing his neck then I move down slowly. All as he is carressing my breasts. Finally after hours of repeating the game. We finally feel the same. Relaxed and Pleasured. We stay as one even though we are done. In-love thats what we are. And we have just proved it to the other. Still kissing and touching. Our bodies make one.this is the first erotic poem that i have written. i have never written one so i didn't know where to start so i just used experience and this is the finished product! is it even good? Written November 1st, 2001 © on Nov 01 2001 12:35 PM PST 18 • 0 • 16
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