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You are my altar.

I worship you.

I am a haven for your lips of desire.

I'll melt your iced kisses with fire.

Whisper to me with a pillow-soft caress.

I'll roll my kisses down your teardrop breasts.

Tie you up with silk scarves and your Daddy's work ties.

Tongue leaves a path traveling between creamy thighs.

Citrus on my tongue and I'll drink it all in.

You'll writh and shudder - I'll make your head spin.

And as you soar to the moon you'll land among the stars.

Know that this night is ours, and only ours.