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Our Eden
Our Eden Our Eden An apple bite and juice explode a powdered mist around your mouth a sweet Spring taste tart and juice around your lips leaning in your mouth I kiss taste the juice and your heat such a Spring as this Eden knew when Adam was young and Eve grew timeless in a kiss such a place was paradise till in the getting of wisdom rolled the dice exiled were they from garden fair and yet I still Eden's light in your hair and taste the tart crisp kick of apple upon your lips and face feel the heavy bounty of your body ripe and ready and full of grace in kiss you twist and breast caught upon my hand and fingers feel nipple taut low curve of back in other hand shifts and upon roll of buttock hand caress both of us growing suddenly breathless and a flash of Summer heat in Spring as you offer me a bite of apple tart in this our own Eden of time.... a curling unfolding of your body naked as day we were born your trailing fingers my skin explore as my own fingers brush your core another flush of heat and burst of nectar as we lean into each other consuming kisses as if they were wine more drunk on you than on fruit from vine catching a leg long and drawing hand along your fingernails dig into my shoulder strong no longer jigsaw pieces or yin and yang bonded together by touch kiss and breath our bodies know not how to rest when fire burns with each fresh caress and your tongue around my nipple grows as my fingertips smear nectar which from your core flows our bodies in rhythm lift and surge a sea tide rhythm as our bodies merge and so we take our Eden'd delight so hot and warm and soft and light breath growing shorter is mere pants lungs are empty and a dry gasp as reach the edge of pleasure at last and there upon the edge we glimpse in kisses deep as fingers pinch the Eden of past in our ecstasy as we set each other free.... lying together after having shared loving hope and laughter lean in and again kiss those full lips and in a hint of a taste of apple an image of Eden revived exists. Thoughts in sensual pleasure to erotic writing writ. Feel free to travel - click - to my blog: An exploration introduction |
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ahd of Adam and Eve we should not grieve they had the days we hear only of in tale sure their obedience before curiosity did fail but what a time was had by all in Eden before the apple ripe fresh and luscious was eaten. Thoughts in sensual pleasure to erotic writing writ. Feel free to travel - click - to my blog: An exploration introduction
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