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Consumed by Passion

"Nothing is as important as passion ~ Jon Bon Jovi"

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Passion for me was once indescribable.

It is not a tangible item to be held,
nor can passion be described as
a specific smell, taste or sound.

It is unique to anyone it touches.
In a world so full of corruption,
tarnished by hate and deception, 
I realize loving you has become 
my poetry, my swan song, my passion.

I found my passion within you. 

Your inner fire effortlessly breached
every defense held in my arsenal.

Your touch invoked my inner vixen,
and penetrated my guarded heart. 
I now ache for your touch in a way 
logic nor calculations can explain.

This passion defies all definition. 

No words can explain the desperate 
way I crave to be touched by your lips.
Soft lips exploring my unique terrain,
making a map of every erogenous spot.

My flesh seared by the raw intensity of
your lips reading my body like braille.

Passion refuses to be contained.

The remnants of your kisses lingering
as your hands follow closely behind
teasing along the wet trail you forged,
my every nerve reacting to your touch.

Urging my brain to formulate words
as I am desperate to convey my need,
to illuminate the unyielding passion 
that consumes my mind every time
you dangle me precariously close to 
the edge of a mind-numbing orgasm.

Passion cannot be taken for granted.

I ache to describe the oneness I feel. 

Our limbs tangled into beautiful shapes
as your lips find mine parted, waiting,
I inhale your essence into my lungs so
forever my lungs will carry this moment.

Understand, I am begging for all of you.

Passion does not wain or diminish.

I ache to feel the thrust and release,
as we unleash the passion between us.

Fucking does not do this dance justice,
for it is a melody only we can hear....

It is our dance,
an ancient dance.


Reaching the point of no return I release, 
spilling nectar onto you as you fill me,
spent from your orgasm you collapse,
my body bears the weight of you, relishes it.

Passion can be found in the silence. 

This silence is THE moment for me.

You know it; that breathless moment
when the passion is overwhelming 
right after your body betrays you,
wrought with waves of orgasm,
my body divulged all of my secrets.

No longer can I dismiss our passion 
For the silence has given me away.

Silence lingers as you compose yourself.

It speaks volumes without a noise,
transcending all language barriers,
engulfed in silence, my mind races
with everything I ache to say aloud.

Passion roars.

If this fire engulfing my mind,
bleeding out into my soul and
enchanting my heart is passion;
then I will gladly succumb to it.

If this is passion...

I will embrace its potency with abandon,
and I will love without fear or inhibition 
until at last the passion consumes me. 

Until all is silent and our melody fades.

 

 

 

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Written by Lilly
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