Love's Bouquet II

She hides her head,
Underneath a veil,
Her needs not dead,
Her heart not frail.
Whispering sweet,
Her urgent plea,
Satisfy the need,
Inside of me.

Her little peck,
Her hug, my shove,
Around our necks,
The sweet sweat of love.
She takes me whole,
With dilated sight,
Her hungry soul,
Is mine tonight.

Guttural sounds,
As we entwine,
Reaching our bounds,
The spilling of wine.
A ruthless world,
We hold at bay,
As we unfurl,
In love's bouquet.

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My Poetry  (E) Come as you are. #2034965 by Rhychus