The Gravel Pit

Delicate drops of mist
Swirl in pretty circles....
Thunder rumbles in the distance
Dark clouds meshing together
Deep blue sky coyly peeking out


earthy smell of wet rock
clean and fresh
Mountains of pebbles...
forming an ethereal
other worldly.... landscape


Steam rises...
water plays on hot rocks
Penetrating gaze
touches faces...
melts hearts
bodies reacts
Breath comes faster
climbing to the top of this hill.


Wrestling they...
Laugh and giggle as they
roll in Pebbles...
His body overcomes hers
and pins her...
creating a concave designed by
the joining of their weight


Lightening cracks overhead
creating downbursts of water
drenching both of them...
Silver rain
glides down his face
and onto hers


Mahogany eyes drown in
ebony pools as
warm wet lips
posses each other
for what seems an eternity...
Probing tongues
gently play and battle
as the moment
becomes more intense

Gentle hands caress
soft womanly flesh
kneading and massaging
lips continue to possess
and press
onward and forth
Soft hands clutch
masculine shoulders


Pebbles rolling down
the hill shifting with
The weight of lovers
dancing sensuously
Consumed with love and lust
and all that is in between
causing the earth to move...


EsQue 2000 (c)

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