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A touch of skin, soft and slippery

With your touch it is so sweet

We fought our resistance between the sheets

As the wind blew in from the window above us

Eyes met briefly and begged for the chance

To abandon all of our uncertainties

You began your work on my lips

From a deep well of longing and need

Then heated tongues met in the midst

Of hot and quickening breath

And greedly we drank the wine of our lusts

Then intoxicated with those spirits

Our clothes found resting on the floor

Until there were no hiding places

For two glistening and wanting bodies

Hunger revealed in this hot moment

Then skin met skin and the floor became the stage

You moved atop of me so easily

And lowered yourself gently

Kissing me as I was filled with you

As a grasp broke the kiss

Your hand stroked the stray strands

This was it

The moment we wanted

This was it the time was right

Lets do this tonight