Wet lips and blissful sex

Wet Lips.
Breathless sensation.
Icy cold hand caressing the skin.
Gently reaching soft breast.
Fire of intimacy.
It ain't purple.
It's plain sex.
Say it loud.
We are sexual beings.
Suppressed feelings and emotions.
Who are we kidding?
Sex is an emotion.
We crave for the adrenaline rush,
pumping into our bodies and senses.
A shot that vibrate,
from top to toe.
Flash of moments wired from the brain,
to our heart and the obvious,
Signs don't lie but humans do.
Burning sensation.
It's the act.
The real deal,
entering each other with passion.
Becoming one with nature.
Pure bliss.
Unadulterated sex.

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