Yearning with Gusto

A fine picture of desire.

Inspired by your poem, remembering what it is to make love to a woman.

Bodies entwined, we kiss.
Our kiss deep, I breathe you in,
losing myself in the taste of you and
the dizzying sweetness of your breath filling my lungs.

We move now as one,
never breaking that kiss.
I am lost in you now, overwhelmed by my need for you, my love for you, and you alone.

I give in to that need,
losing myself in it
and then in that sweet release.

That is a great poem. with a lot of passion. would be nice to get to feel that passion from someone again.

Wow! Such Passion and Desire.