Your body, on mine, is like, morning sun touching my face. I close my eyes and let the warmth of you wash over me. Wash over me, cleanse me, purifying my soul. Your body, on mine, makes me whole. Your body, on mine, is like the moons shine. A radiance the night cannot hide. bathed in light, be it morning or night. Your body, on mine is my greatest delight. Your body on, mine. Oh how I love your body, on mine.
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