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Dec 2012
Seize me by the waist
Hold me tightly in your arms
And make me cry a sweet surrender.
Steal kisses that would have been gladly bestowed
And consume my body with bites of fire
Mark red trails down my back
And leave me shivering not from cold
But heated pleasure of the flesh
Condemn me to a hell
Become heaven by your touch
And hold me on the edge of precious release
Where I shall beg to be spared
The wait
Gripping the sheets
Pleading
For you
To take me
And let me have
My sweet surrender.
Sheeda
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Sheeda
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