His hands moved on my waist,

painting sculptures of immortal zeal all around my belly.

I touched him just then

And, I knew he’d twitch.


A little pause,then he went on drawing little marks of love effortlessly on my bare back.

The ignition of two naked bodies lighted up the room.

I could see his eyes pleading for more though running out of breath.


With each breath he took, I inhaled musk like in valleys around streams.


What begin, as whole pleasure of joy?


Moans turned into screams of a bird, caught but wants to fly.

Thereby climax of rapture took place with a leap, And he loved me off to sleep



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