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How this laying here

In wondrous exile

Under skies of sensuality.

Makes tonight worthwhile.

As I smile

On reflex.

To that charm

That brings my sweet sex

Around

To your molten lake.

Dripping out lava streams

Onto my face.

Cooking my tongue

With its taste..

As I unlace

Your sighs

To the ground

Around

Your bra

And gown.



And you clasp your lips together

For that kiss.

Bodies

Entwined.

Skin

Touches

Skin

Divine.

Lips

Part

For that probing tongue of mine

To find yours

Aching

For erotic cures.



Covered in moans.

Blanketed

In the mist of sticky passion

And disconnected cell phones.

This night is ours alone.



Thrown across a picnic blanket

Under moons tonight.

Let us commence, my sweet romantic.

Deep inside your waterbed

That flows like the Atlantic.

Crushing onto stiffened stones

Those waves ever climactic.



Heated tents of all our breaths

That push their limits to excess

With every slide.

In and out

In and out

Do go our cries

Through those parted lips

Since gone dry

Before I splash them wet again...