The Poetry of Mark Daniel Milbocker 
We are one

To lie with you
To feel complete,
My passions long
To be fulfilled.

Your cheek carressed
Your body warm
Wrapped in you,
I want
I desire
for your soft breasts
to rub my chest
To hold your beauty
with my thirsting hands.

A cool breeze
runs down your neck
from the gaping
window sill.
No Jim below
No loft in the barn
Only my whisper
in your ear
saying "I love you,
my Beloved"

A tender kiss
A firm embrace
Lips along the neck
Warm bodies touch
uncovered
wrapped together
Unable to restrain
the desire to be
one.

Gently pushing my penis
deep within your body
Pleasure fills my heart
as I am surrounded by
your tender, soft
flesh.

My firm manhood
probes deep,
stimulating sensitive
areas of pleasure
which you never felt
before.

Every slight push
brings waves of desire
as we hold together tight.
Slipping out to push
in, the pleasure builds.

Spasms of love
echo in our bodies
as we release as one.

Together we lie,
our lives complete
sweet sleep
enshrouding our eyes.

No care in this
moment,
we are
one.
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