Driven by passion
The inner animal calls
Is it love or lust
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Driven by passion
The inner animal calls
Is it love or lust
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
A casual glance,
Sending whispers of love and lust,
Eyes averting eyes,
Embarrassed at the thought of capture.
An innocent smile,
Sunlights glimmer off ivory mirror,
Seductive and sensual,
Beckoning an invitation.
A brush of skin,
Accidental yet intentional,
Goosebumps cascading,
Erupting hot and lascivious.
A pounding heart,
Rhythmically offering itself,
Longing to be cradled,
In the impetuous throes of passion.
A tender kiss,
Long and warm on silky lips,
Without so much as a word,
Two become one.
Breathing heavily
Heartbeat rapid–heart attack
The symptoms of love
~~Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
The tenderest touch
Kissed by the first rays of dawn
Your skin against mine
Wrapped in Egyptian cotton
Cool in the rapture
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Cool and refreshing
I touched her to my lips.
Sweetly anointing my soul,
Her love cradling me,
Caressing me with a silken hand.
She is soft yet passionate;
Flowing over me,
In me, through me.
Under my lover’s touch
I am vulnerable to her spell.
Just as clay in her hands
I am kneaded,
Ready to do her bidding
Without question or concern.
She likewise–
Is the caldron I stir,
Churning desire with each stroke
Until she boils over.
Two souls melding into one,
Flesh on flesh,
Heartbeats in unison,
Never to be parted
In this life or the next.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
I ache for you,
Nerve endings strain against the skin that represses them.
Agony and ecstasy bound into one vessel
Waiting to draw you close and ravage you.
This–a torture worse than a thousand deaths
I would not trade.
Nay–the devil may try to lead this soul astray,
But he will surely fail.
You, my beloved, are all that this unworthy beast desires.
The scent of your hair,
The softness of your silky skin
Caressed under my calloused hands,
Your love, though I am flawed and fragile
Is all that I desire.
I offer my heart, soul, blood and bone to you,
No conditions, free for your taking.
What more can I give than my life
Which was yours from conception.
You are my destiny, my love, my life,
The one that I live for
…And the one I would gladly die for.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
A playful nibble
The lightest flicker of tongue
Erogenous dance
~
No music is required
In this sensual samba
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Storms are not relegated just to the sky,
They’re raging on in lover’s eyes.
Torrents of lust and passions bold,
In each others arms their instincts hold.
Control and thoughts most surely fleet,
As pheromones lead them off their feet.
Entwined their hearts will finally merge,
Giving in to primitive animal urge.
In shuddering release the stars ignite,
No longer capable of offering up a fight.
With tender caress the lovers complete,
Off they drift to sleeps retreat.
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Breath– your lips on mine
Warm and moist against my skin
Every nerve dancing
Calling ecstasy by name
In our love’s coital dance
~
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Stirring in your loins
Sex with some strange consumes you
Lust, the deadly sin
Plagued with a physical want
You’ve forgotten about love
~
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~