Honeymoons hot and uncontrolled passions.
Self-control went out the door
As rolling, locked embracing on the floor
My willowy blond mistress fair
Caressed my body with great care
Fingers always probing never still
Holding steadfast I will
Tortuous fingertips invade me now
Body tingling sweat upon my brow
No longer could my resistance hold on
Succumbing to loves embrace, I’m gone
Abandoned grace littered the floor
As we play like violins and more
Explosive passion engulfs us now
Planting seeds like after the plough
Exhilarated, exhausted without a care
Energy sapped, panting hard for air
Head cradled to my chest
My right hand on your breast
Sleep envelops all senses now
I will never let you go
We will replay as day slips away
Honeymoons are a time to play
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