Endless Symphony: A Tale of Ruthless Passion

He spent hours, consumed by desire's flame
Ruthlessly spoiling her with his touch,
Her every breath stolen, lost in his name,
As he watched her bloom, a delicate clutch
Of emotions, awakened by his passion,
Unveiling a world with endless compassion.

Bracing against him, she felt her heart race,
Her senses heightened, her soul set free,
Undone by his ardor, in his embrace,
She flowed, a river, boundless and carefree,
Into eternity, their bodies entwined,
Lost in the moment, their souls intertwined.

Her beauty, a canvas, he longed to touch,
His artistry, a symphony of passion,
He painted her with strokes that were ruthless,
Yet gentle, a masterpiece in its fashion,
As she bloomed, a masterpiece of grace,
Unfolding before him, a captivating race.

Hours turned to moments, time stood still,
As they reveled in love's grandest affair,
He explored her depths, with a zealous will,
Unleashing desires, beyond compare,
Her breath mingling with his, a symphony,
A dance of souls, a timeless symphony.

Her surrender, a gift, a precious race,
Her trust in him, unwavering and free,
She opened herself, without a care,
To his touch, a revelation so rare,
As he worshipped her with fervent passion.

With each caress, she bloomed, a fragrant flower,
Her petals unfurling, revealing her power,
Her essence, an elixir of pure passion,
Igniting fires, a tempestuous race,
Her beauty, a treasure, beyond all measure,
Her surrender, a gift, a cherished pleasure.

He held her close, in a lover's embrace,
Their souls entwined, bound by endless grace,
Lost in each other, a timeless symphony,
Their love, a force, a captivating race,
Their journey, a tale of unyielding passion,
Their union, a celebration of love's power.

And as the hours turned into days,
Their love blossomed, in myriad ways,
Their souls intertwined, a symphony of grace,
A bond forged in fire, enduring with power,
For they had found in each other, a rare treasure,
A love that was pure, a love beyond measure.

He had spent hours, devoted to her,
Ruthlessly spoiling her, a divine art,
Her breath, her touch, her very being, a treasure,
A journey of love, a cherished pleasure,
Their souls entwined, a symphony of fire,
Their love, a testament to eternal grace.

Bracing against him, she felt her soul race,
Lost in his touch, a symphony of desire,
Her heart overflowing with boundless passion,
For he had spent hours, nurturing her with power,
Her love for him, a treasure beyond measure,
Unfolding before him, a masterpiece of grace.

And so, their love bloomed, a wondrous race,
A symphony of souls, bound by endless grace,
Their passion, a force, a timeless treasure,
For he had spent hours, with unwavering power,
Spoiling her ruthlessly, a love beyond measure,
Their hearts entwined, a dance of endless desire.














The poem is part of a full version found in the book "Homo Sapiens" Part XVII, written by Mawphniang Napoleon. This book is part of the popular "Homo Sapiens" book series, which can be purchased online at various online bookstores, such as Amazon. The book is available for purchase for those who are interested in reading the complete version of the poem. Remember to get all the books from the "Homo Sapiens" series, as well as other books by the same author.

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Khublei Shihajar Nguh,
Dhanewad
Thank you