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Soulmates

Reminiscing of the night before
Nothing I have done could remove his scent

It lingers on me like aged sex

Shower after shower and he lingers on me

Sweat soaked into my skin my memories on repeat

I tried to leave the passion where it stood but his scent would not leave me

It taunted me like a beautiful nightmare

The only memory i have of my soulmate who could only be a love affair

If you had appeared before I gave my heart and hand away

So for one night I put away my obligations for my soul mate

For our souls to mate

Passion oozing over hotel sheet

Hips riding steady motions

Stroke, pleasing, touching, teasing, tasting

My love all over his soft lips

My excitment peeking as he enters

Orgasmic eruptions, walls pulsin

Fits perfect

Hips on hips as I stroke back

In perfect rhythm

No thinking required

Just u, me, and our breath in sync

As these soul mates allowed there souls to mate

His sweet scent saturated into my skin

Your Euphoric essence tattooing yourself to me

Injecting u into my love stream and my blood stream

As we continue this poetry in motio

An act that not even the greatest poet to conjure words for

WOW being the best discription of

Hands, touch, back, rub, stroke, ride, chills, squirt, orgasm, REPEAT

and that was just one motion

But when we have reached our finish lines reality sets in

But to this day I can not seem to wash I off my skin

Your scent

It lingers like a beautiful nightmare

A constent reminder of when soulmates allowed there souls to mate

But only as a love affair