aphotic passion
Our souls lie naked, bodies bare.
You can sense our passion in the air.
Skin to skin, ecstasy.
Lips kissing, endlessly.
Bodies heating, intensity.
Now our fever is growing fervent.
Take this slow we cant be urgent.
slowly bending, flexible.
Anticipation, incredible.
Touching you, electrical.
Now fatigue begins to set in.
Its now time to finish this sin.
Thrusting to a climax, complete.
Satisfaction,oh so sweet.
Bodies lay, tired and beat.




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