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fantasy, fire, lust, Night Owl Poetry, passion, poems, poetry, romance, Smoldering
Cauldron of fire, Flames of the night
Quench my desire, With earthly delight
Feel my power, Burn through your skin
Tame the beast, Kept hidden within
Draw me close, Release the heat
Impassioned throes, A love indiscreet
Sparks ignite a wanton heart, Caught in my fiery blast
Together as one we fall apart, Smoldering, sated at last
©2015 Dorinda Duclos All Rights Reserved
Night Owl Poetry - Dorinda Duclos 
A smouldering photo – a smouldering poem! Nicely done Dorinda! And whether sex sells or not, you still gotta be able to write it! 🙂
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Thank you so very much, Rob! And thanks for making me giggle a bit 🙂
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Reblogged this on Thanks for Noticing Me.
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Thank you for reblogging 🙂
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😌 wow!!!!! That was awesome. You really know how to increase the mood. Very sensual. Keep that going, Dorinda! Woopwoop!!!
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Thank you, Erika!!! Told hubby that it seems my blog gets LOTS of attention when I post something erotic. His reply “go for it, baby” hehe
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What do you need to know more??? Haha!!! My best days were the ones with my naughty poems. Sex sells… 😉
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Of course they are haha We know were all the minds are, don’t we? Oh wait, we’re right there with them!!
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😃 😃 😃
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