Passions III


             Jody's   Rick's
passion's mindless ardor Swirling shadows
hearts aflame
lips melding, roaming fingers
fire burning no sense of shame
hot in blood Lips aquiver
zinging with heartbeats race
rash desire nipples hardened
passion's sweet aroma as tonguetips trace
marking your wet lips, Passion's found us
stirring us has made us dear
to hunger and at this moment
for greedy, we explore frontiers
dizzying Luciously wet
pinnacles and succulently sweet
passion's sweet caress, without you here
soothing tender touches, I'd not be complete
tart provocations, So we share these passions
honeyed probings, and we share this love
'til love's both with words and deeds
sweet petals we shall speak thereof