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Lustre In Your Eyes
The lustre in your eyes, when we make love,
Is something I so treasure; memories
Are made in every thrust you make above
My supine body; while I seek to please,
With arms and thighs wrapped round you to enclose
Your lust and your desires; as you press
Your loving hardness in until the throws
Of purest, passion lead you to express
Your overwhelming need: you ullulate
Before one final thrust and, then, you come,
Assured that, through our fucking, we will sate
The wants we have right now, for we are one,
Living the sweetest dream that so supplies
New memories- hence lustre in your eyes.
Is something I so treasure; memories
Are made in every thrust you make above
My supine body; while I seek to please,
With arms and thighs wrapped round you to enclose
Your lust and your desires; as you press
Your loving hardness in until the throws
Of purest, passion lead you to express
Your overwhelming need: you ullulate
Before one final thrust and, then, you come,
Assured that, through our fucking, we will sate
The wants we have right now, for we are one,
Living the sweetest dream that so supplies
New memories- hence lustre in your eyes.
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