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burning desire, dont blink

Anny McNeilus 1982 (Minnesota)

Every inch of me burning red with heat-

Waiting anxiously for you to treat...

My body is soaked in anticipation of yours-

Our hunger for each other reaching deep down to our cores..

Your body, so temptingly, moving towards mine-

Your eyes pouring over me as if seeing something Divine...

Your hands start at my face and slowly caress their way down-

Slowly dropping to the floor my black silk gown...

Hands and lips moving over me as if at any moment I may break-

Do not let go my Love, for I am yours to take...

Let me take you to a peak of ecstasy-

Let my hands and lips have their chance to see...

Allow my body to swallow you whole-

The heat surrounding you, reaching to your soul...

Swimming through a sea of eternal love and desire-

Feeling the burning heat-but not fearing the fire...

Our bodies pressed together as one-

Barely noticing the rising morning sun...

Adoringly we gaze into each others eyes-

Loving the way you are gripping my thighs...

Basking in the heat rising from our embrace-

Wishing I could forever feel my pulse race...

At last we climax-both clinging to the other so tight-

Quietly, the world suddenly seems right...

We lay together, catching our breathe-

Both so infatuated-and yet scared to death...

Not knowing what the other is thinking-

Our biggest fear-all of this disapearing by simply blinking...

Originally Posted 2012-04-11
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Submitted on February 23, 2016

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Scheme A A X X B B C C D D E E F F G G H H I I J J K K X X L L X
Closest metre Iambic hexameter
Characters 1,333
Words 239
Stanzas 29
Stanza Lengths 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1

Anny McNeilus

Writing since the 9th grade I think... LoL best time for a girl to find an outlet... And I just Love words.. I'd like to expand to song writing as well-though I'm a bit clueless on the how-to... Any helpful hints and suggestions are welcome and greatly appreciated-I'm loving this site-as I am broadening my spectrum on what can b defined as poetry... Thank u all for sharing n for giving my words a chance to flow more…

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