The Night of Passion
Holding her he looks into her eyes
The night sky glistening above them
Stars sparkling for just them
He smiles and plants a kiss on her cheek
Her face turning slight red
His lips warm
He tells her he loves her
He tells her he needs her
She smiles and repeats the same
She loves him
She needs him
She would die without him
He smiles at the added words
And holds her close
Running his hand over the inside of her thigh.
She blushes more
And rubs his leg
His face turns red
And he goes up her skirt
They lay there in the grass
Being bathed by the light of the moon
Being shaded by the leaves of the trees
Being heated by the touch of their bodies
He caresses her cheek
She rubs his back
Their naked bodies shining dimly in the moonlight
Their eyes sparkling gold for each other
Their love burning like the hot depths of the sun
Their love making was incredible
He did everything right
She did everything needed
And they both let out moans of sheer pleasure
The gods watched the unison of beauty
Between the man and the woman
As they became one in one symbolic act.
this poem is one of the best i have ever written. please, everyone, give me your comments. if this needs improvement i want to know. please everyone criticizm is appreciated
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"Goodbye Roland, take care, and do not forget your fathers face."
*riding away on horse*
Roland: "I will not forget your face father. but yours.."
*looks at mother*
Roland:"Yours i will try to forget."
*riding away on horse*
Roland: "I will not forget your face father. but yours.."
*looks at mother*
Roland:"Yours i will try to forget."