Come, sweet lover let’s make romance beneath the colors of the tempting moon floating in your tender arms entranced Advertisements
She sways with a delicate dancers grace balanced between truth and bright dreams In vain, she searches for his shadowed face.
Your luscious lips that cast an enchanting magic spell Romancing of memories past
In this heightened euphoric state transporting me to another plane released of will and accepting my fate
-By Linda Lee Lyberg Though we may yearn for time to pause In these our bewitching hours The trials we brave are for cause
-By Linda Lee Lyberg I was playing with a roaring fire When I fell into the depths with you Denying not my mounting desire
-By Linda Lee Lyberg When lips caress my silken thighs My love ascends, takes to the air