It’s the love you left on my lips
It’s your hands on my hips
Moving gently, slowly in the night
This type of pleasure I won’t fight.
It’s the crisp winter air passing through me
It’s how you make me feel so free.
Grasping for any piece of skin
To feel your soul deep within
It’s the full moon and crimson red glow
It’s the sensuality and passion you show
Longing, waiting for that explosion
The intense, rhythmic motion.
It’s the beautiful connection
It’s how we show our affection
Coming together, our souls are bound
True love and happiness we have found.
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