Your fingertips trace me

sending shivers up my spine

taunting me, teasing me

with your lips pressed to mine

whispering through my branches

with kisses like the wind

and your silken touches

wrap me with your sin

raising my heartbeat

blushening my cheeks

covering me all over

with kisses so sweet

passion is burning

fingers intertwined

once we are one

we’ll both feel fine


What do you think?

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