Naked, she lay, soft in my longing arms,  
Her breath a melody, her body full of charms.  
I filled with love, lost in her tender grace,  
While passion’s fire lit every inch of space.

Our hearts beat fast, two flames that danced as one,  
Her skin like silk, her eyes like the rising sun.  
Legs intertwined, lips meeting in sweet bliss,  
Our souls entwined in every fervent kiss.  

Her nimble hands roamed free across my chest,  
Guiding my love where it longed to rest.  
Her whispered words, like fire within my veins,  
Told me to surrender, to cast away all chains.  

With every kiss, my soul took flight,  
Hovering near her shores of pure delight.  
Her fingers traced the path to secret lands,  
Where love dissolves in waves of heated sands.  

Oh, how I trembled at her loving touch,  
Her every motion sent me soaring—such  
A rapture that no words can quite define,  
As we became two hearts in perfect line.  

And when our bodies met in that sweet glow,  
Our passion’s currents began to overflow.  
I melted in her warmth, in pure desire,  
A spark ignited, then consumed by fire.  

Each breath she took, each sigh she softly made,  
Bound me closer, where all fears were laid.  
Her laughter bright, a music in the night,  
As I caressed her curves in sheer delight.  

“Is there no more?” she murmured with a smile,  
Her eyes like stars that held me all the while.  
“Our love demands such joy, such tender care,  
Let’s dive together into love’s rich air.”  

But I, undone by all that I had felt,  
Lay breathless, as my passions slowly melt.  
I kissed her lips but found no strength to give,  
For all my love was spent, yet still I live.  

Though I may sigh and wish for one more chance,  
Her touch remains, an everlasting dance.  
In love’s sweet fire, I’ve tasted heaven’s grace,  
And in her arms, forever find my place.

Imran Nazeer
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