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Styles Aug 2024
I crave to graze
Your lips with mine,
Until our touch
Merges into a dance so slick—
Our lips, slipping and sliding in perfect sync.
Styles Aug 2024
Her mesh dress, a canvas, ignited my imagination wild.
A bronzed figure sculpted beyond earthly grace.
Her amazing grace stirred my deepest temptations;
transporting my thoughts to distant realms,
grappling with anchoring my mind in the here and now.
Her lips, potent as a sip.
Her sway, sets my mind adrift.
the spell she casts, magnetic and profound,
No retreat possible once her allure is found.
Entangled in her enchantment, resistance thins—
Once drawn in, the odyssey of passion begins.
Styles Aug 2024
I promise to satiate each longing, each plea,
With a cascade of pleasures applied delicately.
In ways so profound, you cannot refute,
The deep-seated yearning that stirs, resolute,
In the hushed spaces between your sighs.
Styles Aug 2024
My waves surged into her,
Drenching her depths with ecstasy.
In her rivulets, she finds pleasure to endure.
Styles Aug 2024
The curves
       of our bodies,
       intricately designed,
       Echo the same thoughts,
       synchronously aligned.
Styles Aug 2024
Her hips:
       a fierce gallop,
       ceaseless,
       circling,
       reigning from above—
Styles Aug 2024
She is my everything,
In her absence, solitude claws at my core.
I offer her the world, hoping to cling,
Yet she vanishes, leaving my hopes to roar.
Now here, now gone—a fleeting shadow play,
Today she's mine, tomorrow drifts astray.
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