Making Love With You

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    Making Love With You



    The moon is high in the sky and shines down on us in bed you and I
    Time seems to stand still with every kiss.
    Sweat streams from your body as we move in sync
    Nothing else seems to matter but the beat of your heart next to mine.
    Your hands caress my body knowing every inch of me
    Me pleasing you in ways that make you never want to leave.
    Hearing you call my name as I moan with the sweetness of every twist and turn.
    My body trembles with every touch.
    Love fills the room and over takes the sound of music as we grow as one ,
    Passions explode with every passing hour.
    Intimacy felt so good and made me feel proud to be a woman
    Your woman in your arms.
    Loving you made me feel so happy that you were my man with your head upon my breast as we breath each other in deep.
    Free my mind, body and soul is the mission you take on when you are stroking me delivering pleasure to my zone
    Earth quaking love making …. Hours of undeniable ecstasy.

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    When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

    John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

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