It's something that can't be defined,
when limb to limb we are entwined.
Your sweet lips, will never fail,
to leave behind a burning trail.
From top to bottom, I explore,
your hills and valleys I adore.
Twin mounds are topped with cherries sweet,
I nuzzle them and feel the heat.
With eager fingers, I caress,
your nether regions....I confess
it fuels a fire that's so hot,
within love's passion, I am caught.
You feel the same, it's in your eyes,
your fingers seek, to find the prize.
For soon, the two of us will soar,
like many other times before.
I'm swept away when you are here,
I'm lost whenever you're not near.
I think that soulmates, we must be,
I'm part of you, you're part of me.
So still, we lay there, heart to heart.
Our wish? To never be apart.
Though passion makes our bodies sing,
it's love that makes our hearts take wing.
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