Quench this fire that keeps building higher and higher with this lovely, torturous desire.

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I quiver at the very thought of you.

My body reacts so wildly to you.

You breathe and I gasp,

sending a wave of sensation

through and to my bones,

with the emission of deep moans.

You touch with fire in your fingertips.

You gently kiss my hungry lips.

You grab me by the hips,

grinding with urgency and intensity.

I love the way you feel.

I love the way you taste when I kneel.

Your manhood has burst through,

no binding between us,

because nothing else will do.

Flesh on flesh

molded together and stuck like glue.

Douse this burning

in the pit of my gut.

Show me how your body can strut.

Only you can stop the pain,

only you can release this tension

and cause me to drain.

Make me your concubine

and then all your loving will be mine.

I will be your slave of desire,

the one that fuels your fire.

I will fulfill all that you require

because I am a live wire,

one that will never tire.

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  • Stan Wilson on Mar 19, 2010

    a live wire that never tires, is every man’s one desire…very passionate and well written poem in telling of the law of attraction,

  • jimbob1 on Mar 19, 2010

    DB…with being such a live wire, a guy would have to be careful when you get wet…would hate to have you short out!!! Seriously, though this is an incredibly erotic and pwerfully sensual adventure…it is a good thing you have an accordion file for your large number of magical masterpieces. Thank you…

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