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Symphony of you
Feel my firm fingers,
As they trace your vertebrae,
Like a pianist,
On the keys of his instrument.
Praise my breath,
As it passes softly over you,
Your body, your sex,
My intimate flute.
Wonder at my touch,
As I strum you perfectly,
A maestro at work,
Upon your strings.
Know my mind,
As I conduct and coax,
Bringing you to orgasm,
In command of your orchestra.
Tremble beneath me,
In wild passion,
As our hearts echo,
The pounding drums.
Let your voice free,
Trumpet your release,
Your beautiful aria,
All because of me.
Bask in the applause,
The merging of our fluids,
Binding us,
And completing our song.
Indulge in the silence,
The calm after our work,
The peace and time,
To hold our love.
As they trace your vertebrae,
Like a pianist,
On the keys of his instrument.
Praise my breath,
As it passes softly over you,
Your body, your sex,
My intimate flute.
Wonder at my touch,
As I strum you perfectly,
A maestro at work,
Upon your strings.
Know my mind,
As I conduct and coax,
Bringing you to orgasm,
In command of your orchestra.
Tremble beneath me,
In wild passion,
As our hearts echo,
The pounding drums.
Let your voice free,
Trumpet your release,
Your beautiful aria,
All because of me.
Bask in the applause,
The merging of our fluids,
Binding us,
And completing our song.
Indulge in the silence,
The calm after our work,
The peace and time,
To hold our love.
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