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The Candle

The shadows dance on the wall
as the candle flickers.

It's flame moves with
the writhing of our passion.

Trembling lips kiss all over
excited by the new textures.

The apprehension of our hands
touching new places adds to
the sexual high.

The music from the speakers help
keep the rhythm while we drive
each other to new levels of ecstasy.

Our desires tugging at our fantasies
to be free.

Unleashing the wild ravenous
powers of lust.

Biting, licking, sucking,
kissing, holding, scratching,
rubbing, pinching, and most
importantly loving each other
in the pale light of the candle.

Basking in the afterglow
covered in sweat and saliva.

Waiting to catch our breaths
before blowing out the candle,

And trying again in the dark!
Written by torednekone
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