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Forbidden Passion
Wanting, I sit in silence wanting, fanaticizing, dreaming of the day when I can call your body mine.
Waiting, patiently waiting for you to take me in your arms and control my body the way that I know only you know how.
Penetrating, sliding in and out, slow then fast, then slow again…
Moaning, so loud even the neighbors can hear, but we don’t care.
I’m on you, while you’re in me and we experience ecstasy within each other’s arms becoming one between each other’s legs.
Enveloped in an embrace like no other.
Sweating, breathing hard, falling asleep after pleasure.
Awaken by the light of the sun, still holding, still penetrating, still wanting, still waiting.
But you’re not mine,
You belong with another,
Only mine when the night is ours,
When our bodies are beckoning to have one another.
It’s forbidden passion…
It’s my forbidden passion…
Waiting, patiently waiting for you to take me in your arms and control my body the way that I know only you know how.
Penetrating, sliding in and out, slow then fast, then slow again…
Moaning, so loud even the neighbors can hear, but we don’t care.
I’m on you, while you’re in me and we experience ecstasy within each other’s arms becoming one between each other’s legs.
Enveloped in an embrace like no other.
Sweating, breathing hard, falling asleep after pleasure.
Awaken by the light of the sun, still holding, still penetrating, still wanting, still waiting.
But you’re not mine,
You belong with another,
Only mine when the night is ours,
When our bodies are beckoning to have one another.
It’s forbidden passion…
It’s my forbidden passion…
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