Hope is what we need
Love, what we desire
Yet deep between our thighs
There burns an all-consuming fire

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What is life without love?
What is love without romance?
And what is romance without…passion?

The words that lay within these pages – each letter, line, and sonnet – were penned in the ink of desire. Crafted with love, romanticism, and an aching hunger that could only be sated by the touch of a lover. Flesh to flesh. Eye to eye. Heart to heart.

Seductive and salacious
Heady and heated
Lustful and lascivious

But always…
Love