It's the rhythm in the beat,
When it moves down my body to my feet;
At this time I will not make a single peep,
As my body flows from side to side trying to relive those beautiful nights
Nights that are just filled with music and love which is never too steep;
Sweep me off my feet til our gentle lips meet,
Allow me to return your worthy greet within time;
Unwind while we sip on that Red wine,
Tell me stories of past loves so I can know how to conquer and become the one above,
Above all the other women you thought you once loved;
Twinkle your eyes to glance a hint of the sunrise,
Let your body be at ease while I set up our final surprise;
This is the way you will meet your demise... Music conquers all.

" Stimulation of ones genitals or another  
resulting in ******"
How could that be an abomination ??
for me
an
"Acceleration"
with downward
"migration"
With lots of exploration
and
"stimulation"
With dreams and fascinations
of
"*******"
Self exploitation
and
"Gratification"
with new innovations
maybe a little *******
Nothing wrong with group participation
and
experimentation
some change of ****** orientation
With lots of anticipation
and
determination
**** for visual sensation  
Lots of perspiration
Even hotter with verbalization
nothing in moderation
Both hands moving in unification
with different combinations
self examination
Breath quickening with each
expiration
Waiting for
the ******
and it's
donation!
!!
:)