i dream of being your woman tonight
run my hands over your body just right
not a word from our lips will be spoken
all the promises of gentle play shall be broken
our eyes will speak an urge
as i drape your body ,,warm hands trace every curve
whispering only a few words from my heart i deliver
the softness of your voice makes my body quiver
as seduction builds stronger and more intense
your kisses i can't resist,,full of passion so indense
i whisper my most secretive cravings
as my moist lips touch your ear
our words become muffled, but our desires are clear
as my tongue slides across the forbidden places
our bodies are in rythem and my heart races
your hands grip my hair as you're overcome by lust
the grip becomes tighter
as satisfactions a must..
sweetness! ~peace~ ..........
sweetness!
~peace~
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...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "