Echoes Of Paradise

Echoes Of Paradise

Status: In Progress

Genre: Erotica

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Status: In Progress

Genre: Erotica

Summary

Love is a portion of the soul itself, and it is of the same nature as the celestial breathing of the atmosphere of paradise Victor Hugo

Summary

Love is a portion of the soul itself, and it is of the same nature as the celestial breathing of the atmosphere of paradise

Victor Hugo

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Submitted: February 16, 2019

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ECHOES OF PARADISE

Echoes of Paradise

Merging as one

Surrendering to the blessed calling of physical joviality

 

Silken passion

Bodies slipping and sliding

Into a fountain of essence

Binding lust, blind trust

Hold onto me, please

Take my body to the realm of the fifth dimension

The blessing of our physiques past the truth of the thirty three degree

 

Kiss me so tender, kiss me so sweet

My body in the throne of kismet karma where undulated souls shall finally meet

Wisps of caressing pleasure, decorating the canvass of silken sheets

The touch of rapture felt, erratic pulses, combining bodies melt

The stairwell to Heaven’s door, ecstasy we begin

Inch by inch your erection darting out, deeper you go within

 

Love staining the quantum leap of silhouette souls

Tasting undulated passion, love sounds echoing

The extension of your soul, hungrily thrashing

My legs holding your body hostage unto me, fingernails lashing

Come closer, beckoning to make me complete, us as one

Twisted the fables of domination, for some honeyed butter rum

My temple, unto you I give, straddling your kingdom

 

Silken rainfalls onto your thunderous spirit, whispers of reassurance to my ears, sending

Locked into the core of my wet supplication, our physiques perfectly blending

 

Clenching me

Your girth traveling deeper into the passage of lust as your body tease

Oh yes…yes… I feel it as your pulse, slolwy seeps

Throwing my head back

Pussy up and down, and then flapping

Thrusting, twisting the key inside my Chi, tongue to my nipples, softly lapping

 

My moans subdued, love bites, marred in the heighten of ecstasy, overruled

Breathless, yet famished, body weakened by your carnal food

Oh God… Oh God…hitting my g-spot, the extension of your soul fulfilling me each way it moves

Snaking your girth deeper as it grooves, awaiting the nectar that only you can soothe

Pulling me down, palm to my ass, mating my skin

Adam surrendering unto his Eve

Slicing until the apple of my passionate juicy sin

 

Bodies shifting, attuned

A French Creole Queen riding her King’s hard throne

In the cadence of the abyss of yearns, dipping into my sacred desires all night long

Blessed unto the cradle of mankind, worshipping my body until the kiss of dawn

The silhouette of our souls, sedated, consecrated

Contentment we lay in the aftermath, bodies now segregated

 


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