Loves Passion

by William Mae   Oct 24, 2018

The aroma of your heated passion,
Fills my lungs to linger there,
Eyes are glazed by loves emotion,
Locked in deep intensive stares.

Every movement is calculated,
Tender touching meant to tease,
As the moonlight paints your body,
Each kiss placed meant to please.

Sighs erupt with tightened muscles,
Loves slow rhythm brought to bare,
Payment comes with every second,
Beneath the sheets with you I share,

Could it be that loves reaction,
To lovers dining where love’s bred,
Is heightened by the moments pleasure,
While two are bonding on loves bed.

Flesh to flesh and making memories,
Of a night you can’t forget,
When ever sigh and moan has finished,
Both will feel they paid loves debt.


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  • 3 years ago

    by Meena Krish

    :) saw a new poem next to your name...
    there is much to this write and as Milly put it "provoking" too.
    There is much of what is going behind the write and the feelings
    the writer is undergoing and only the writer knows what it is whilst
    the readers have their own interpretation. Maybe right maybe wrong but all in all a lovely and passionate read!

  • 3 years ago

    by Milly Hayward

    An interesting piece that on the face of it seems passionate yet there are clues (maybe I am over thinking this) The lover questions whether or not it is loves reaction that is heightened by the moments pleasure and refers to both lovers having paid loves debt. Almost gives the impression that it relates to two people who profess to love each other yet there is some doubt and the possibility that maybe love making over time has become too precise almost to the point of being a debt that they feel they owe each other. A thought provoking piece in deed written well. Milly x

    • 3 years ago

      by William Mae

      Thank you Milly for the read, :)