Quickening Passions Fire

~My soul in burns be of desire

longing for your touch~

~Imbued by that of Passion’s fire

cooking in my blood~

~I long to taste your lips of wine

embraced in flaming kiss~

~Tongues within of intertwined

lost in Passions bliss~

~To run my fingers down your spine

tracing every curve~

~Feel you quiver in hungry whine

touching erotic nerves~

~Smother myself within your breast

inviting round in firm~

~Tend your nipples full erect

sucking each in turn~

~Just the thought reacts in of

setting afire my loin~

~Filling that with burning blood

throbbing in my groins~

~I want to ride your tenderness

touching skin to skin~

~Mixing in our burning sweat

raining from within~

~Let me hold you close to me

rub your skin to mine~

~Hop the train to ecstasy

bound for Sixty nine~

~Taste in that of Passion fruit

planted in your thighs~

~Drink the cumming of the root

brewing deep inside~

~Make you moan in quiver quake

in beg to taste my spew~

~Feel you tighten in squeeze my face

be that of pleasing you~

~In that you take my hard your mouth

sucking in my whole~

~Moving back in forth to roust

in swallow down my load~

~I want to taste your lips of wine

embraced in flaming kiss~

~Tongue to tongue of intertwined

lost in Passions bliss~

~Make you burn between your thighs

hungering of desire~

~Making love throughout the night

quickening Passions fire~

~Just the thought reacts in of

setting afire my loin~

~Filling that with burning blood

throbbing in my groins~

Duke Sherman