The Desire Is Burning in My Flesh…
Strong, Unique and Consuming,
It Tortures Me with A Hidden Yearning,
I Want to Experience Endless Life Changing Nights,
I Need Them to Spill Their Poison All Over My Skin…

Touch Me…
Warm My Lips…
Make Me Flustered…
I Am the Bush…
I Am Burning and I Am Not Consumed…
The Very Thought of You Has My Legs Spread Apart Like an Easel with A Canvas Begging for Art…

His Tender Lips Blow Hot Breathe Gently Across My Skin
Painting Stars All Over My Skin Until I Am Lit as Bright as The Moon,
His Beautiful Pink Tongue Hits Contours on My Body That I Didn’t Know I Had…
He Teased Me with A Taste,
So, I Licked Every Drop of Moisture Unfolded by His Fingers Between My Thighs.

Fingers Move on His Naked Ribcage
And I Get to See What I Need Standing Straight
My Soul Was Weakened by The Hunger of His “God Given Weapon”
My Body Ached to Feel the Sun
Buried Deep Inside Me as It Tenderly Sowed
And Devoured My Flood Gates of Pleasure and Ecstasy

The Room Was Filled with Aromas of Lust,
And Sheets Covered with Uninterrupted Thrusts.
My Body Was the Sky That He Wanted to Sing into Forever
Because He Knew How to Touch My Chords and Turn Them into A Melody

He Was the Language I Wanted to Speak
So That I Could Be Fluent in The Dialect of His Gaze
And Speak Eloquently the Colloquialism of His Body with Linguistic Flair
With Our Bodies Fitting Together Like a Perfect Puzzle
Creating A Whole of Two Halves of The Same Soul

You Know…
It Is So Sinful to Seek Relief Through Earthly Pleasures.
But Tonight…I Am A Sinner.

Tonight, Our Love Was Exposed.

Remember;
In The Whispers of The Night, In Your Arms, All Feels Right.
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