Hours of Passion
A poem describing (in my opinion) the connection my partner and I haveHours of Passion Add you and me Subtract our clothes Divide my thighs So we can multiply the times You make my love pour down From the moans, to the begging Your love makes it easy to want more The way you enter me, with satisfaction Most likely my response with pleasure There is no better feeling than this When I explode, be prepared to witness the moment all of me belongs to you Just like that your tongue makes me lose...
