INTOXICATINGNESS
360 Words
Whispering, "I crave to feel the way my name tasted on your lips"
they ingnited a dance on a flame of furious lust,
She was intoxicating,every fibre in him desired her,
As their Lips touched,she also felt intoxicated,
She could feel him drain her,still
she yearned to inhale him,
taste every inch of him,
feel the sear of his tounge scorching her flesh,and wrap her flesh around his Body,
Pulling him Closer to her soul
Their lips touched,his kiss drove her wild
,she felt drugged,
every fibre in her yearned to earn his touch,
Those deep red rousy lips didn't utter a word;but they spoke,
they told of how restless her soul felt,
in those warm moments of passionate kissing;Time slowed,
it was like falling in an endless forever of sweetnothings as they fed their souls to each other,
it felt heavenly, and
they couldn't hurry it,
afterall;
you Cannot hurry heaven Cause,
it's not going anywhere,
As he pinned her against the wall;held her arms firmly suspended like a masterpiece She was,
He Could taste the all thousand different flavours Oozing off her,
even the moon Couldn't escape her intoxicating Charms,
Wall to war;they Were on a passionate war,
She pushed him against the adjacent wall,and began
To unbotton his shirt;shirts were made in a way that removing them spikes more lust-he thought,
The more strings he undid,The more she became undone,
In his arms she felt of his animal side,
She could feel beast inside emerge,
See,
He knew she was trouble the moment her laugh bewitched him,
with hands that grabbed him,and
those eyes that told him exactly how she wanted it,
People said "witch" like it was a bad thing-His thoughts protested,
The inferno couldn't help but spike
as she handed him the Scissors and whispered, "Undress me"
in the pitchy darkness of the night,
they Couldn't sleep, Cause they were dreaming out loud,
A night of Sweet surrender;they Couldn't tired,
They broke the clocks; time was timeles
their souls wrestled till the Birth of a new Twilight,
Poet Rays ?
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