Poem: Wedding Night

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It was a profoundly silent night
The drip of water from the sink in the bathroom
Sounded like Niagara Falls
Passion smouldered beneath the surface
When you kissed me,
It was a kiss of devotion
As you tugged on my hair,
There ensued an orgy of kissing
That was interspersed with incoherent love words
And sighs of immense pleasure
And groans of building need.
When we made love that night,
It was a tender expression of newfound love
-Smallee
I’m experiencing a bit of writer’s block right now (Actually no, I’m not. I’m just lazy and all I want to write about is kissing and making love).. So if anybody wants me to post anything in particular; if you have questions you want me to answer, please drop them in the comments section and I’ll get to it asap.

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