Two Words 1997

We meet
Hearts beat
Face flush
First blush
Palms sweat
Pants wet
Must be
You me
We alone
You moan
Kiss deep
Tears weep
Bodies touch
Blood rush
Feels great
Can't wait
Rockets blast
Climax past
Hold tight
All night
Watch love
Kiss love
Sleep love
My love
Stars above
Light love
Ever more
We adore
© Skya Wode
21 October 1997


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