Lost in his arms
He makes love to her mind
Her body, her soul
Bare skin on skin caress
Dizzying kisses showered
Soft lips mould to hers
Gentle, slow thrusts
Clinging to his defined back
Thought spinning, stars sparkle
Tender prowl of each others bodies
Reserve stripped down
Hushed moans on her breasts
Powerful frame slowly rocks
Velvet warm whispers in her ear
Of love, of promise
Of joining souls
Roaring tingles surge
She rejoices against his lips
Vowing all to each other
Gently, reverently, making love

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