Sometimes I feel your warm breath
On my neck.
It feels like soft kisses
Or my lips buried in an ocean
Of fur and curls
Sometime I just can't tell
This hunger, this lust,
This need to ravage you?
I want your taste to linger
On my lips.
I want it and you
All of you.
Slowly
Hard
Slowly
Now
In you. . .
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