Lovers’ Tango

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    Lovers’ Tango

    Butterfly kisses

    on the back

    of my neck

    Fingers tracing

    lines in a

    gentle caress

    A hand playfully

    cupping the swell

    of my breast

    A tingle

    A shiver

    as I respond

    to the heat

    of your whispering

    breath.

    I feel as though

    I am melting

    as you pull me

    into your arms

    An embrace

    rough with desire

    made tender

    by your charms.

    “I love you”

    I hear you

    whisper

    as you nibble

    on the lobe

    of my ear;

    “I love you”

    I coarsely whisper

    for only you

    to hear.

    I fall backwards

    onto the bed

    in response to your

    gentle shove

    My back arches

    slightly

    ready to receive

    your love.

    And so we begin…

     

    Copyright© KMS

    10.24.06

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

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