You kiss me and your lips have a sweet hotness, scorching as you dull my senses and heighten my body’s blood flow
A love bit so deep I am at your whim, your demand, your control
Renounced to a curious moth and you the pulsating flame
Your body the perfect shade of brown, you put honey to shame
What you want…
Just say…
I will do…
I will obey…no complaints
We move like trained dancers each position smooth, swift, tight, precise.
Steady we tremble with barley enough strength to embrace
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