Chasing passion, chasing trust.
The air is rare, the senses blaze,
Caught within this fiery haze.
Living now, no future glance,
Just pure instinct, primal dance.
Desire's pull, an urgent fire,
Animal need, untamed desire.
At the peak, there's no disguise,
Pleasure floods beneath the skies.
Skin on skin, a sacrifice,
Love exchanged for euphoria’s price.
Naked bodies, scent divine,
An intoxicating, endless sign.
A fragrance that will never fade,
Growing stronger, more displayed.
Friction deep between our souls,
Needing more, seeking goals.
Crying out beneath the moon,
Pulled by gravity, ecstasy soon.
Imran Nazeer
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