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I’ll wake thee with a single well placed kiss,

that touches oft’ where heedless lovers miss,

then whisper soft against thy silken cheek,

of secret spots persistent lips might seek.

Let fingers part sheer satin, silk and lace,

in search of pleasure’s most desirous place,

for lips shall follow close in passion’s quest,

with kisses, left ‘tween softness, ‘pon thy breast.

A scent lures fevered breath to hidden charms,

held fast ‘tween two embracing captive arms,

so arch m’love, greet passions rav’nous thrust,

and savor rapture, quench a burning lust.

Now ‘waken with this single well placed kiss,

‘tis prelude to a morn of heaven’s bliss.