END WITHOUT LIMITS
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Frontiers are eternal
In matters of love
In passions of the flesh
Our dreams and the illusion.
I only seek, to arrive to the end.
I only see, sweet in love.
I only find, two bodies agitate,
A thousand orgasms I feel them in you.
Already my eyes maltreat me
To the voltage of your love,
With ends of existence
To the limits of pain.
You shake to my tact,
I get excited with your skin,
Your glances are of fire,
And your hands on the wall.
You love me with passion,
I only believe in the illusion,
I only see a glow,
You electrify my interior.
Already my eyes maltreat me
To the light of your illusion,
Infinite and sovereign,
Surrender to me with my ardor.
A nymph, gentle lover
Overflowing my candor,
Eternal dream, brief instance
Without limit to the passion.
About the Creator
Stephen Betancourt
poems have different melodies, which shapes their theme; they are meant to be read soft or in a strong voice but also as the reader please. SB will give poetry with endless themes just to soothe and warm the heart.



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