ON THE RUG DOWN BY THE FIRE
I PLACE BUTTERFLY KISSES ON YOUR NECK
DEVOTED EYES DEVOUR YOU
WITH EACH AND EVERY PECK
AS I HOVER ABOVE YOU
FLAMES FLICKER IN THE GRATE
OUR LIP'S THE MEREST TOUCH AWAY
FROM THE KISS WE EAGERLY AWAIT
WE FEEL THE PASSION BUILDING
AS EVER DEEPER GROWS OUR KISS
WE FEEL THE URGE TO TEAR AT CLOTHING
BUT EXPERT FINGERS WILL RESIST
SENSUOUS SHIRT AND BLOUSE BUTTON'S POPPING
FUEL OUR PASSIONATE INTENSITY
NOW THERE CAN BE NO STOPPING
THE SPARK THAT FLOWS FROM YOU TO ME
LIKE A FAVOURED STEED I'M RIDDEN
WITH A SLOW BUT OH SO SEXY SKILL
I'M CONTENT TO DO YOUR BIDDING
AS YOU RIDE ME HARDER STILL
BREATHLESS WHISPERS ENCOURAGE
MY STAMINA IS UNSURPASSED
UNTIL THE SWEET AND TENDER MOMENT
AT LAST . AT LAST. AT LAST .
I THINK I KNOW THE REASON
FOR PASSION SUCH AS THIS
THE SECRET LIES IN KNOWING
THE POWER OF THE KISS.
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