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You kiss my ear.
My eyes glow.
You kiss my lips
My juices flow.
I kiss your neck.
You touch my leg.
We braid our hands.
Our bodies dance.
Caress my hip.
I love your grip.
So I am yours...
And all I need
to be pervious.
Sometimes pain,
but sweet and plain...
I love your moves,
so fast and straight.
Slip sincere words
my playful brain,
but you feel bored,
re-satisfied again.
And then you go
and nothing left.
So I never know,
if you'll come back.
Longing and dreams
mess up my head.
In depression and fear
I am expecting the date.
Nobody knows
how come so far.
I've heard your voice
fell in love and desire.
Nobody knows
is it real and true,
but for sure it makes me
imperceptibly grow.
Nobody knows if your feelings are gone
or my hunger exists
and everything's done...
But this blessing expectancy,
mesmerizing my fantasy,
scratched out, briefly say
every following day...