And there's something that happens
When we talk
When we touch
As our buttons unfasten
Pour feelings into *** and such
Trying not to overthink each action
No matter how I try
Cannot avoid distraction
Sounds of ecstasy amplify
When our hot blood flows faster
Worlds halt breifly and stand still
Irresistible desire becomes my master
Leaves me desperate for your thrill
Mar 11, 2020
Mar 11, 2020 at 12:26 AM UTC
And there's something that happens
When we talk
When we touch
As our buttons unfasten
Pour feelings into *** and such
Trying not to overthink each action
No matter how I try
Cannot avoid distraction
Sounds of ecstasy amplify
When our hot blood flows faster
Worlds halt breifly and stand still
Irresistible desire becomes my master
Leaves me desperate for your thrill
I don't write about *** much but if making love is not living breathing poetry than what is?
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