While you wrote poetry on my flesh
I composed them in verses
While your lips moved over my throat
On the top of my shoulder
Your warm velvety tongue sending electric currents
I bloomed
In your play of lasciviousness
A warm rush of love
Flowed in my veins
When you bathed in my musky juices
As it cascaded betwixt my thighs
I achieved salvation
You are the one baby
You will be the one, always.
©LR
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