Poem - - - Night with Elle

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         Night with Elle, her salty smell.

  Warm, hot, holding back breaking free.

       Soft cuddly, then fired and open,

                    consuming me.

    At first saying things, halting to sigh,

        then in abandon, union to high.

      Know what love is, lust unbridled,

      running wild kiss, bodies holding,

         curves and pressure showing.

  Before we know it, everything shows it.

 Gentle in leading, explosion running out,

        to see God to see her, and me,

         us mixed, and then we're free.

                Only one, only there,

                  bare with pleasure,

                       rising where,

                          to pause,

                     then the close,

            hours pass, starlight toast.

     Rise again from who or both knew,

              quickly then, rapid host.

                  And rise. And host.

                 Then ride, to coast.