The seduction was perfect,
bathed in light
As he held him closer,
his lips brushing gently
Against his ear.
Another shiver of delight
From his bound lover,
waiting intently
For another kiss,
another touch,
another smile
To ignite his passions.
Rosebound, his breath
Came quicker,
as he waited for pleasure’s trial
And in the end, the final, small death.
He arched to his touch like a flower to light,
Still oblivious of the coming of the cruel night
“I beg you, give me more, complete your seduction.”
“This is the best,
the first, the purest romance,
And nothing can break
love’s powerful trance.”
The words were lost
on his lover’s ear, pleas
Escaping his parted lips, for another finish,
Another chance. His lover would use and tease
Him to madness, and nothing could ever diminish
The love he felt for him. His eyes showed tears
Shining in their depths, as he saw the dove
And saw in it the answer of all his secret prayers,
As his lover held him closer, and said; “My love.”
How often I dream of this moment my love. How often
I wished it was "reality" and I only pray that this comes
REAL and no longer a dream, a wish -- but real. I love
you my Sam. Sweet kisses and Big Ass Hugs, your Rob
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