A quiet place to shag, by mcbrams Subscribe to rss feed for mcbrams

Let us find a quiet place to shag. 
A place where we can lay our chitenje and share our passion;
a remote place where we can let our souls run riot.
Where you will feel the rhythm of my soul, and I, the depth
of your heartbeat. 

Let our essence unite in this forbidden harmony and let our
shared sadness explode into passion; the shadow of our fears
and tears camouflaged by this illicit act.

Let our sighs and groans assent to this fleeting moment that
melts the heart and takes this mortal on another sojourn;
our ahs and ohs forming the soundtrack to this soulful
movie.
And let us play the track on repeat until dusk sets in and
encore until the next dawn. 

Allow me to be the conductor of the orchestra, and you, the
sentimental seductress.
Let the laughter of our souls erupt from this charming love
scene
So that we find something to hold on to when dark clouds
replace these blue skies.

Let us find some place nice and dry where we can lay our
souls to rest and let our desires run rampant.
Some place where we can let our dreams come to life; a quiet
place where we can lay our chitenje and let our souls
merge.
Where the heavens be the only judge to this indecency; a
fine dry spot under the sun where we can break all known
frontiers and copulate without inhibitions. 

And when the dark rain clouds have whizzed past....let us do
this over and over again.
Posted: 2010-01-19 06:32:49 UTC

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