Moans, moans, mumuring and groans
Breathing in heavy, stiffled tones
Look in your eyes, the burning desire
The heat flys higher and higher
Touch him, tell him how you feel
Makes you wonder, "Is this all real?"
Entwined bodies, hands and lips
Moan when I kiss your finger tips
Kiss me softly, but not too much
Fingers in my hair, I long for your touch
Stroke me softly, see my soul
When we are one, we are whole.

 
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