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Intoxicating Touch
Softly, gently, the night begins to fall,
Arousing my senses, whispering its call.
The fragrance of jasmine fills the air,
As my fingers trace your skin so fair.
Your body responds to my every touch,
As I explore it eagerly, with a gentle clutch.
Passionate whispers, moans of delight,
As we lose ourselves in the heat of the night.
Lips locked, tongues entwined,
As we succumb to desire, body and mind.
Our bodies move as one, a rhythm divine,
In this moment, nothing else is on our mind.
The night slowly fades, as the sun begins to rise,
But our passion still burns, a flame that never dies.
Together we lay, basking in our afterglow,
A bond between us that only we know.
Softly, gently, we drift off to sleep,
In each other's arms, forever to keep.
Arousing my senses, whispering its call.
The fragrance of jasmine fills the air,
As my fingers trace your skin so fair.
Your body responds to my every touch,
As I explore it eagerly, with a gentle clutch.
Passionate whispers, moans of delight,
As we lose ourselves in the heat of the night.
Lips locked, tongues entwined,
As we succumb to desire, body and mind.
Our bodies move as one, a rhythm divine,
In this moment, nothing else is on our mind.
The night slowly fades, as the sun begins to rise,
But our passion still burns, a flame that never dies.
Together we lay, basking in our afterglow,
A bond between us that only we know.
Softly, gently, we drift off to sleep,
In each other's arms, forever to keep.
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