BREATHLESS Version 3.0 (JL)
Because we can make dreams a reality,We find that love is intoxicating,
Being breathless is a state of being,
Of passions flame, It take the air away,
For we can not stop what we began,
We are drenched in the sweat of hours,
For we have lost track of time, That never ends,
We breath in our love, Sweet to the taste,
Our bodies form as one, Still we want more,
We reach the dizzy heights, Delirious, Only to start again,
We sigh with every move, Holding on tighter,
With every thrust, Every gasp for air,
Our love consumes us till finally we lay still,
Staring into heaven, Trying to breath,
For the flames of love have left us,
Breathless.............
Richard E. Cartledge PHOENIX (c) 1/3/10
A JUST LOVE SERIES (JL)
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