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Urban Desires love  
I don’t want to miss a thing  
Forbidden love carried away by earthly wings  
I don’t want to close my eyes  
Making love from sundown to sunrise  
Hear my heart widely beating for you  
Soar with me, we’ve paid our intellectual dues  
No earthly rules, we’re now among the stars, how could we ever lose  

I don’t want to miss a thing  
Body dangling from a leather sex swing  
Waiting in heat as in the month of June  
Bodies colliding kissed by the stars, minds bathed by the illuminating moon  
Desires instilled as you are creating  
Sinking, surrendering under your powerful innovating  
Stealing my breath as we’re carnal relating  
Moans and groans inflating upon euphoric sedating  
Gratified beyond the sun no debating  
I don’t want to miss a thing  
My heart sings as it rings  
You have channeled my carnal weather  
You’ve crossed lands for us to be together  
I wish I could turn back time as we’re wishing  
Blissful laid out dish, food eaten from a butter rum abyss  
Hungrily eating  
Tongue to soft plate meeting  
Reach out and touch me  
Set me free  
As a stream of endorphins is released  
Mm... oh my sweet... I don’t want to miss a thing  
Your body is as giving as the coming of spring  
Close your eyes my love and feel the fire  
Fluency of such, rising within society’s constraining attire  
Fourth of July skyrockets  
Hold me tighter, ever tighter electrical shock from overloading the current of a tight socket  
Umm…you still have three wishes saved in your pocket  
First wish, turn me over  
Second wish...  yes... yes... pull down the covers  
Third wish...  you enough stamina and longevity will be rooted in this curvaceous lover  
I don’t want to miss a thing  
Gyrating bodies clinging, ecstasy as it brings  
Queen parting her monarch under the arousal of a handsome King  
Oh now now you’re Ding Ding  
We’re now in full swing  
Ringing my bell as my body sing  
I don’t want to miss a thing  
Two bodies, parlaying, playing heartfelt strings  
Genie’s wishes have been granted  
Oh yes... Sailing into a constricted channel has been implanted  
Sweet melodies of echoes... mm feels so good of its own accord  
Dick compass sliding oh right there and slanting  
Tidal waves, persistently hitting against the shore, oh God your vessel ranting  
Grunts conceding of a waterfall spilling forth into a narrow canal of contentment  
No resentments from this liaison commitment  
Resting under silken sheets, whew...sedated in the aftermath of a lover’s scent  
Oh my God... I did not miss a thing...  
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Written by SweetKittyCat5
Author's Note
The sweetest noise on earth, a woman's tongue; A string which hath no discord.

Bryan Procter
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