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To you I must confess
My Lover, Iím a mess.

If youíll just take me
But donít break me

Be gentle Be sweet
Iím feeling incomplete

Donít tickle, be smooth
Make me move

Bring your face to my lips
Kiss me softly

Stroke my skin
With your rough hands

Stoke the feelings
No demands

Be with me

Hold my head in your hands
Take me my dreamy man

Kiss me deep
Iím yours to keep

Down my neck
With little pecks

Suckling my breasts
You know me best

Skin on skin
And now it begins

Weíre so in tune
You make me swoon

The passion, the rise
Desire in our eyes

Moving together captured in

Two figures combined
Perfectly aligned

You move inside me
Fill me up

Smooth rhythmic
Jolts of love
Written by airhugs
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