The lover- Your neck your lips your breast as I tease your
nipple you follow me as the sun and the moon, and the tender of your belly I
breathe on it to see you shiver, the
firm of your thighs hold my finger prints , as I part them the look in your eye.. don’t be embarrassed
we’re grown....
we can talk about
these things , sweat and passion deep moans as you lay your soul on your skin
so I can taste it, and steal your breathe when you want to scream .. but you
can’t your nails make me bleed touching fire it’s like.. touch water its like ..? You
are like..? I am like? Breathless spiritual and physical at the pinnacle when I
look you in the eye and you can say ..(looking at her) .. .. you can say nothing.
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