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May 2015
The silence of your whispers
when you speak to me.

the erotica you use on my mind
sets my mental state at ease

when you grab my hands and embrace them
tell me to have my way

clothes undone, ready for some fun
and I can't look away

your eyes so memorizing
beauty captivates my cell

your body sculptured perfect
if theres a flaw I couldn't tell

you bite my lip, breathing
go faster.. harder please

scratches down my back, prove I do not lack
the ability to fulfill your needs.

the sun has gone down tonight
the aroma of us has followed..

in the aftermath of our naked clash..
my endurance dwindles hallow.
#makelovenotwar
Christopher Black
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Christopher Black  New Hampshire
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