How does passion feel? Poetry not my strong point and would love comments.. |
First is the original of this poem...then there is the rewrite..would love comments on the changes... Whispered words and soft caresses, You touch my skin, igniting fire within Suckling at my breast, drawing hardening nipple to your mouth, Nipping gently with your teeth, sensations building. Fingers moving ever closer, until they reach the heated core. Lips and tongue speak passions language, Teasing at the hardened pearl. Arching hips a sign of ardor, needing, wanting so much more. Then at last you move within me, Joining me in ancient mating rhythm, Ecstasy we give into, racing to climatic end. Clinging to each other as it claims us, Breathlessly holding onto the other, passion spent, Limbs entwined, basking in the afterglow Below is the rewrite... Whispered words and soft caresses You touch my skin, igniting fire within Suckling at my breast, drawing hardened nipple to your mouth Nipping gently with your teeth, sensations building. Fingers moving ever closer, until they reach the heated core Lips and tongue speak passion’s language Teasing, at the hardened pearl Arching hips, a sign of ardor, needing, wanting so much more Then at last you move within me Joining me in ancient mating rhythm Glow of passion upon my skin. Cascading waves of pleasure, as your rigid shaft thrusts deeply Ecstasy we give into, racing to climatic end Clinging to each other as it claims us Breathlessly holding onto the other, passion spent Limbs entwined, basking in the afterglow |