Sensual
It tingles
I swear you could be real
Not just a presence I believe exists
Not just a tempted, loaded kiss
My heart, it breathes
My limbs, they ache.
And everything is soft and full of desire
Everything as white as snow
The temperature drops
And everything rises
We are heat, and warmth
Bed sheets to ravel our secret
Between closed mouths
We keep it
Drink In my spirit
And turn off my light
I'll never forget
To kiss you goodnight
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