Laying on an Angel, (on the sea shore)
He gathered the tender coloured circles of her breast,
Into his warm wet lips,
Suckling the delicacy that made her so powerful,
For love blazed through the wrapping paper of her soul,
Kissed him back, it did, passionately.

Inserting himself,
He thrust in that shimmering blanket,
That glazed his flesh and made him excitable.

The burning inside of her that she longed for,
But had never felt,
Caused her to tilt her head backward,
Her lips part,
And her whole body tense.

Suddenly,
She was spasming,
(In orgasming pleasure),
In the rhythm that the waves clashed against them.
She pulled his head, close to her chest,
And they fell asleep in exhaustion.
 
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