War of Passion

He looks at me with such furry. He touches me with such aggression. He speaks to me with such determination he kisses me with such lust, like he shall never get enough.
He loves me with such a thrust. Taring down my brick walls, opening me up to venerability. Daring me to show emotions, hoping for a response. Waiting to see pleasure on my face, feeling for a pulse from my soul. Longing for a moment of weakness. Receiving heat from my body.
Rejecting my touch. Accepting my fear. Pleasing my desire. Enjoying his love! Gathering his spirit. Helping his muscle to relax. Wanting his burst of energy! Releasing my pressure!
Emotions running wild, minds out of control. Sweat dripping everywhere. Uncontrollable forces working their was to each other.
The battle begins
Innocence robbed in minutes, eyes connect.
There’s a price to pay for this type of war!
Arms embrace for impact. Bodies united as one. Explosions take place. Soldiers are marching. Survivors are fleeing. Casualties will be because of this unity.
It’s over or has it just begun?
Relax, breathe, rest, we won; passion is ours!

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