Our bodies ignite, dissolve, and evolve
fifteen thousand feet above the earth,
a sacred space, a moment of rebirth.
Her highest climax, a celestial peak,
where whispers turn to moans, and senses speak—
Twenty-seven waves of ecstasy’s tide,
Our souls transcend; no place to hide.
Skin upon skin, a fiery embrace,
tangled limbs in a passionate chase—
a pretzel of desire, pounding deep,
where shadows dance and secrets keep.
Nine rounds of thunder, a storm unleashed,
Moans echo in the sky’s vast reach—
physical intimacy, a sky-high flight,
In this moment, we own the night.
Let the heavens witness our divine ascent,
In the symphony of lust, unspent—
For in your touch, I find my grace,
a universe within your embrace.
Her highest climax, where souls entwine,
In skies embracing clouds, our breaths align,
Fifteen thousand feet above the world we soar,
In this moment of love, we seek to explore.
Moans of pleasure stitch the air,
Tangled legs, a dance beyond compare,
Body in a pretzel, hearts collide,
Nine rounds of bliss, no need to hide.
Skin on skin, an electric embrace,
Fluid motion and time cannot be traced.
Lost in whispers, a symphony of grace,
Our essence is shared in this sacred space.
With each rise and fall, we reach for the stars,
Caught in a dream, where love erases scars,
As we dive deeper into the tranquil night,
Two souls as one, in pure, radiant flight.
fifteen thousand feet above the earth,
a sacred space, a moment of rebirth.
Her highest climax, a celestial peak,
where whispers turn to moans, and senses speak—
Twenty-seven waves of ecstasy’s tide,
Our souls transcend; no place to hide.
Skin upon skin, a fiery embrace,
tangled limbs in a passionate chase—
a pretzel of desire, pounding deep,
where shadows dance and secrets keep.
Nine rounds of thunder, a storm unleashed,
Moans echo in the sky’s vast reach—
physical intimacy, a sky-high flight,
In this moment, we own the night.
Let the heavens witness our divine ascent,
In the symphony of lust, unspent—
For in your touch, I find my grace,
a universe within your embrace.
Her highest climax, where souls entwine,
In skies embracing clouds, our breaths align,
Fifteen thousand feet above the world we soar,
In this moment of love, we seek to explore.
Moans of pleasure stitch the air,
Tangled legs, a dance beyond compare,
Body in a pretzel, hearts collide,
Nine rounds of bliss, no need to hide.
Skin on skin, an electric embrace,
Fluid motion and time cannot be traced.
Lost in whispers, a symphony of grace,
Our essence is shared in this sacred space.
With each rise and fall, we reach for the stars,
Caught in a dream, where love erases scars,
As we dive deeper into the tranquil night,
Two souls as one, in pure, radiant flight.
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Author:
Mark The Phenomenon (
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