bite

warm hands, soft lips
a gentle touch,
a small, slight twitch
perfume all around the room
i can sense desire on your skin
my fingers slipping down your tights
you bite your lip and then I bite it too
fingers interlocked with love
bodies melting from the heat
kisses seem like hungry bites
passion drives them to despair
you are me and I am you
everything around is gone
lust, desire, simple love
that is all we need and crave
you are me and I am you
then and now and always.

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