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Make Love To Each Layer

A hunger is fed by the hand of seduction,
Soft, tender brushes of tips against my flushed cheeks...
I am weak...
Weak in the knees
Life whispering sweet nothings on my pillow...
Breath soundly, the breeze against bare flesh nursing my heart from the shadows it has kept.

Light is found in an understanding glare of my soul's lover,
kissing my wounds,
cohearsing demons from my mind, purpose to my lips in kiss of two aflame in fever of a fleeting moments.

Something rises in my chest and falls in your bed,
Entangling limbs of the starving and thirsting searching for the next layer,
Exploration is slow and voiced in the moans of contentment in satisfaction.

Another layer peels to bare its self to a keeper worthy,
It whispers need in tears of pleading,
Is answered by the collision of chaos in the bared...

Naked I am... I lay with you, in entangled pleasures, as you kiss the inches of my troubles...
Sweat beads in streams from the heat in the nonexistent space between your flesh pressed to my satisfied skin.
Written by Erotic_Goddess
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