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To feel the silken softness
Your skin beneath my fingertips
To taste and to drink my fill
Of your mouth with my kiss
To feel your hands entangle then
In my mahogany lengths of hair
To see the pleasure in your eyes
When my eyes join your loving stare
To feel our bodies dance together
As our hearts race deep within
To sing our praises in an overture
And then to do it all again
When the night calls to me love
These are the things that I do yearn
So won't you come and join me now
And lose yourself in the burn
~THE FLOWING PEN~
10-10-04
~A Ponygirl Design~
Your skin beneath my fingertips
To taste and to drink my fill
Of your mouth with my kiss
To feel your hands entangle then
In my mahogany lengths of hair
To see the pleasure in your eyes
When my eyes join your loving stare
To feel our bodies dance together
As our hearts race deep within
To sing our praises in an overture
And then to do it all again
When the night calls to me love
These are the things that I do yearn
So won't you come and join me now
And lose yourself in the burn
~THE FLOWING PEN~
10-10-04
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