Tender Invitation

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The back of his hand

slowly caressed

down her cheek

his eyes

speaking sonnets of adoration

leaning in

his lips gently brushed

against hers

invitation

to what more he could offer

feel of his tender ways

creeping into her veins

reviving heartbeats

she had put to rest

their rhythm building

bubbling beneath her soul

like warm thrills

whispering to her

come

get on the ride

you won’t be disappointed

©MidwestFantasy

09/25/2018

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Her Storm

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He wanted her storm

All the thunder

All the lightning

Winds of chaos bringing trees to their knees

Unleashed power sparing no one

Darkness in the light of day

She was alive and real

He could feel her

And nothing else did he need

©MidwestFantasy

06/26/2018

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Scent of Vanilla Soap and Woman

Her skin

scented of

vanilla soap and woman

divine holiness

in his hands

beauty and warmth

he glorified

with sliding brushes

of adoration

rapture engulfing

his heart

his body barely able

to maintain composure

his full attention

pressed against her

with the unspoken words…

Let me worship you

fill you

with ardent passion’s rhythm

love you

like a god exalts his goddess

revere you

like the treasured temple you are

 

 

©MidwestFantasy

09/19/2017

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Exalting His Goddess

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He began to unfurl

each layer of her

slowly

earnestly

with whispery touches of a god

wishing to exalt

his goddess and all he found within

gifts of

beauty

purity

passion

love

he worshipped her offerings

in the only way he knew

and her eyes spoke the answer

he desperately sought

©MidwestFantasy

08/17/2017

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