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Turn the lights on, so you can see my body shimmering, glazed by the honey shea cocoa butter. Like a crystal reflecting the vanilla notes of the sweet somethings floating off of your tongue. I come to you, eyes focused on yours. You mean so much to me, enough for me to expose my body. Look at me, Tell me, what do you see... I don't usually crave milk chocolate, the warm and hypnotic taste, pouring down my throat, into my spirit. I can't help it right now, Because you have my hips in your grip, Rocking and falling, swinging and calling baby baby I feel intoxicated in this honey shea cocoa butter. I bite my lip, and I reach in for a kiss slipping, sliding, my mouth and yours, reaching for each other, to get closer Caressing your body, with my fingers, writing love tones with my features Trailing your art with my words, writing them all with my tongue, down down down you're looking at me, but not with just your eyes exposed, Your body's staring back at me too shimmering with the honey shea cocoa butter I didn't use to be this way At least not with anyone else But then you touched my soul So Let me touch yours too Shamed by my body for so long, scars, marks, a healing broken heart. Walls built by the past, I didn't think I'd meet a soul that could get through the last But you're a surprise Looking at me A hot chocolate serenity, Love bites, ******* on your skin, let me in I want to touch your soul too Let's make love, like a love poem can do
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Dec 16, 2020
Dec 16, 2020 at 12:44 PM UTC
honey shea cocoa butter
Turn the lights on, so you can see my body shimmering, glazed by the honey shea cocoa butter. Like a crystal reflecting the vanilla notes of the sweet somethings floating off of your tongue. I come to you, eyes focused on yours. You mean so much to me, enough for me to expose my body. Look at me, Tell me, what do you see... I don't usually crave milk chocolate, the warm and hypnotic taste, pouring down my throat, into my spirit. I can't help it right now, Because you have my hips in your grip, Rocking and falling, swinging and calling baby baby I feel intoxicated in this honey shea cocoa butter. I bite my lip, and I reach in for a kiss slipping, sliding, my mouth and yours, reaching for each other, to get closer Caressing your body, with my fingers, writing love tones with my features Trailing your art with my words, writing them all with my tongue, down down down you're looking at me, but not with just your eyes exposed, Your body's staring back at me too shimmering with the honey shea cocoa butter I didn't use to be this way At least not with anyone else But then you touched my soul So Let me touch yours too Shamed by my body for so long, scars, marks, a healing broken heart. Walls built by the past, I didn't think I'd meet a soul that could get through the last But you're a surprise Looking at me A hot chocolate serenity, Love bites, ******* on your skin, let me in I want to touch your soul too Let's make love, like a love poem can do
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Dec 16, 2020
Dec 16, 2020 at 12:44 PM UTC
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