Primal Beat

by Bill Turner   Dec 11, 2008


Touch me with your love
Kiss me with desire
Hold me with passion
We will paint the sky
Soaring ever so high

Our bodies entwined
Clothed in sensual power
Squeezing and giving
As the pleasure erupts
Passionate moans exploding

Hearts drawn to each other
Scent of lust and love wafting
Filling the room like explosions
Bodies pounding a primal beat
Lust and love cannot be beat

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  • 15 years ago

    by Trying to hold on

    I adore the rhythm this piece holds, penned to a blissful flow of sincerity, I believe these words are felt within ones heart, hold onto it. Love and lust is what we live off, that makes it all worth it. Awesome conclusion in the last stanza wrapped up superbly. Adored piece, gifted.

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