Kiss my lover extra slow
Frail eyelids curtain down
From our lips warm tongues will flow
As does her silky gown

Feel the curve midway her back
Long red hair in my face
Time for the rodeo act
She rides a rowdy pace

Breathing faster as we sweat
Fire mixed with oil
Sexual innuendo pet
Blood begins to boil

Love's embrace wild mingle
Excited with delight
Bodies quiver from the tingle
Twilight morphs into night.

Pasquale DiMeola

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