“Jolts Of Erotic Gust”

~You are in that of Passion’s flame

the essence of my soul~

~Euphoric acid within my veins

eating my body whole~ 

~Stunning my every arousing nerve

imbuing of desire~

~In causation of Passion’s burn

erupting in of fire~

~Exploding beats of hungry lust

pounding in my heart~

~Pumping jolts of erotic gusts

quaking lavatic sparks~

~I Long your embrace of Loveliness

bound within of kiss~

~Caressing your body’s tenderness

my hungry reminisce~

~Whispering words of Passion

nibbling on your neck~

~Loosing myself in Heaven

between your sultry breast~

~Exploring your every sensual curve

smelling your sweet perfume~

~As sultrily quivering of ripples surge

within your hungry womb~ 

~I will taste your Passion’s heat 

burning deep inside~

~Forbidden fruit from Eden’s tree

planted between your thighs~

~Penetrate my deepest crave

thrusting there in of~

~Deep within of Passion’s cave

entwined in making love~

~Two hearts beating as if one

in perfect unity~

~Reaching climax together cum

in Nova ecstasy~

Duke Sherman