Smoldering Energy

A fire is still smoldering
A touch from you builds an eruption
That’s been in the making but not quite lit
That look you’re giving to me
Sends me reeling and for a moment,
I lose all my senses, but it’s you again
Pulling me gently into your energy
It’s a beautiful thing when you have a lady
Secure in her sexuality
To allow you free reign of her body
You are the embodiment of heat
Winter this year won’t be so cold
As I lay naked in your warmth.

Jéan-Pierre, Dean
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