Like old friends Our tongues meet,
To the passionate rhythm of Our heartbeat,
I tasted the pain You had gulped over the years,
As Your eyes rolled back amidst a fountain of tears.
To the gentle touch of My fingertips,
Through Your slender waist,
You saw heaven asking me to grab Your hips,
Asking me to commit sins by touching the parts of Your body which nobody has ever graced.
My fingers run through Your curves,
Like the keys of a piano,
To the melody of Your moans it swerves,
Making Your breath to slow.
My fingers gently run through the cracks of Your soul,
Like a euphoric dancer You lose control,
Let me illuminate Your dark parts with My name,
Pleasure is all Ours to blame.
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