Moving slowly, leaning further in
There's a heat inside me like a fire within
My lips are the first treasure, go ahead you can loot
Why are you taking so long, enjoying the scenic route
Anxious eyes open wide, staring brown into brown,
then in unison they close; the world is shut out - not a sound
Softly ever so gently I feel your fingers brush against my neck
At that moment I almost climaxed before our lips even met
TBC..........
Copyright © 2008 PTD Lawrence
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