4th of July

Behind every kiss I feel your hopes and dreams
And aspirations of the type of man you want to be.
What we create is our own fireworks show;
Exploding with noises, sensations, touches, and afterglows.
Theatrics and elements of our passion light up the night sky.
You and I, defy all dimensions of life.

 I feel the moisture of your lips embedded in the corners of my mind.
Those lips that trace road maps all over my body are simply divine.
My juices are flowing, as the passion is exploding.
My body quivers when I feel you growing inside of me.
I can’t speak, just thirst for more.
Pulling you in deeper to reach the walls of my shore.

 Raw and passionate; intense and magnetic.
Time blurs between visions of skin pressed tightly together.
Bed sheets spread about wherever.
Yet every time you beckon me near
I come; I come and find ecstasy there.
And time and space just disappear.

 Throbbing; I’m ready to burst into color.
I squeeze tight and find that together
We’ve discovered forever.
Laying nude in complete adoration and ecstasy.
I’m exhausted; physically and mentally spent.

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