Beneath the blankets
Sweat dripping
Heats becoming hotter still,
I can smell your lust on the pillows beneath us
[drenched]
Juices flowing,moving,like time
Smell that seduction
[an aroma of pure]
candles burning
wax is dripping
just like the juices
dancing down my thighs
heats building as the friction increases
heartbeats increasing
feelings are racing....
and as one...
We end this madness
[sweet madness]
Exotic fruits fill your tastebuds
as your shove your face into my hair
and as one...
we end this madness
[sweet madness]
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