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Unreserved Passion

She seductively sat
Upon my lap like a child,
Like a kindergartner
With proud innocent curls
On a sexy, naïve evening.

She placed her fingers on my lips,
She then pressed
Her whole hand
Against my chest,
She traveled south
And gave the slightest
Intoxicating touch
To my sensitive region.

We embraced
By soft October bridges
In the dark, romantic wine-glass night,
She told me not to speak,
Just to think wordless prayers.
And kiss her with unreserved passion.

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Comments (9)

A sweet and romantic write Uriah. Tingling.
well this was stunning Uriah.. gentle words but overflowing with passion.. breath taking! HBH
Uriah, A poem of such presence and passion! It reminds me of my well-spent and mis-spent youth. Thank you for this. A fine write. Hugh
I think every guy I know could use some of your passion and presence. An absolutely delightful piece that speaks with such breadth and sparks the imagination to run wild.
Aah, why can't men talk like this in real life in everyday conversation? lol They'd have so many women after them that they wouldn't know what to do with them all! Simply divine, Uriah. Shannon xoxo
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