Bare Souls

by Essenceofpoetry   May 13, 2006


Sweet kisses brush my lips,
Soft hands grasp my hips,
Fingers run through my hair,
As we kiss our souls strip bare.

Our tongues entwine,
His hands caress my breasts,
Harder kisses meet my lips,
As we kiss our souls strip bare.

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