Last night,
As my touch graced her skin,
I discovered a desire I never knew I had.

In her solitude, she finds her night,
A whispered touch, soft and light.
In quiet shadows, her secrets unfold,
A dance of pleasure, pure and bold

Her soul entwines with silent might,
In moments stolen from the night.
Each gentle caress, a sacred rite,
In this private realm, she finds her light.

Deep inside of you, my favorite place to be,
Wrapped in the warmth of your intimacy.
Touch me softly, gentle breeze,
Tease me with your whispered pleas.

Please me with your tender touch,
Need me, crave me, oh, so much.
Feel the heat of your body, so near,
Taste your essence, truth or dare.  

Wanting me in the way the dark desire the light,
Be greedy for my love, hold me tight.
In this dance of passion, let us be, oh so right.
A symphony of desire, wild and free.

The warmth of your mouth, your tender embrace,
In your arms, I find my place.
So want me fiercely, without delay,
Be greedy for my touch, come what may.

Inside of you, my favorite place to be,
In this embrace, let our souls ignite,
For in your heat, I find my light.
between your thighs, love at first sight.

The remnants from every last past bunch
Of confrontation and confusion with such and such
Pile up till it becomes too much
I panic, then in a frantic desperation motion I reach out to clutch
At a drifting safety line I can no longer touch
In a rush I removed both legs to manufacturer a crutch
Sometimes it's hard to translate a hunch

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