Scents and Senses
On a bed of roses
Scents and senses
We hold back
Our wanting intentions
Both in adventure
Roaming of hands
Sensuous caress
Exploratory demands
Lips in touch
Fencing of tongues
Naked flesh in ignite
Panting of lungs
Fingers conducting
Orchestral commands
Musical groans
Our excitement stands
In resonating rhyme
As if on an ocean we drift
Our pleasure in love
Absorbed in this gift
Our silk sheets bear witness
Graced with red roses
Scents and senses captured
As our loving closes
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