the taste of your skin
the warmth of your smile
make me want to sin
and stay here a while

the taste of your lips
the feel of your touch
awakens my hips
to yearn for so much

the taste of your sweat
the feel of your hair
when our bodies met
left gasping for air

the feel of your hand
as you trace my spine
the shivers withstand
as we cross the line

the feel of your back
as my nails dig in
in nothing you lack
as you make me spin

the feel of your chest
now pressed against mine
as we come to rest
god damn I feel fine

I feel and I fear
I’ve no defenses
for as we lay here
I’ve lost my senses


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