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Passions Under A Sunless Sky
by Warren A Norgaard
Uncertain figures seek each other out in newfound darkness As hesitant lips touch, unsure of acceptability. Now, as sunless sky streams through vertical blinds Spilling lavishly over our warm and shaking selves, We undress one another, meekly, feebly, carefully.
My palms, perspiring in anticipation, gently reach for you, Caressing the small of your back, the form of your buttocks. This body - your body - is so foreign to my touch. Accustomed to different curves, in different places, Unsure what to do. I am lost in the newness of this experience.
Our tongues meet in rich embrace, lingering in the taste of oral wines. Passion fills my veins, pulsing hot where blood once flowed. I bring you close, that you may bear down on me. Enjoying every moment of your company, in my fear and confusion, I bring my mouth downward, kissing your neck, Then north, my tongue begging to probe the depths of your ear.
You squeal with enjoyment, arching your body upward. I am pleased. Success, it seems, is mine, if only for the moment. You hands Roam my body, and I lay back to enjoy the warmth of your touch. My soul absorbs your attentions eagerly, yet cannot succumb fully. The urges to embrace your sex are overwhelming, and I must act. Moving southerly, I embrace your manhood, gently, cautiously, Hesitantly exploring you with my tongue and lower lip.
You are so warm and soft; smooth, rich with desire I cannot resist. With passions bridled no longer, my lust runs strong; and stronger still As I am unleashed wholly upon you, suddenly free of restraint, And enjoying fully the taste of your flesh, every inch.
My fires satiated, and this bevy of experience at a close, I look to you in earnest as we watch over the coming horizon, The sun returning to the sky, warmth invading our private space. The passions of this night leave dock, setting sail toward the abyss That is the ocean of our love. We watch, knowing it shall dock again.
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