Her pulse begins to race,
Her breathing faster
As she up’s the pace,
Flushed cheeks show the heat,
Rising in her,
she now gasps as she breathes,
An amazing sensation,
She loves this so much.
A spiritual moment
Of pure desire and love
That she’s now writhing
And arching her back,
Here in this moment
It’s not passion she lacks.
Not wishing now to hold back,
No wish to stop,
She wants to keep going
She can’t get enough,
She grips
And she holds on as if to life.
Now as she reaches the climax
the peak,
She has gone beyond the ability to speak,
And all she can see now is a blinding light,
As her body is in spasm,
muscles tight and strong.
In this state of love and bliss
From ecstasy such as this,
This spiritual state for her is second to none
A special moment of unified love flows on.
fauxcroft 
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