passion | The Poet Armistead

Earth draws in, The air tightens, The fire burns bright, The water eases slightly. The earth calls out, The air evades its own space, The fire bubbles and burns, The water dances on the surface. The earth, pulls, The air, leaves, The fire, sizzles, The water, flows.

Your breath, let linger upon my neck,
Your fingers, let trail down my side,
Your tongue, let fire a million nerves,
Your body, let wrap around mine,
Without guilt, without revenge. Just passion

Yourself, let take me to a heaven upon earth,
Your hands, let caring caress me,
Your lips, let lock and dance with mine,
Your voice, let charm and impress me,
Without hate, without sorrow. Just Passion

Your length, let thrust through darkened hours,
Your touch, let explore most elated,
Your words, let enter and plunder,
Your eyes, let see beyond their sights,
Without other cares, without distraction. Just Passion

The Poet Armistead

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