Ecstasy
So there he was
right above me
kissing me
Pure ecstasy
The sensations that rushed through my blood.
Thoughts so dirty, they dripped in mud
He is the one of my dreams
Beautiful eyes that pull me deeper into his spell.
His lips that i have grown fond of, oh so well.
My hands are in his hair.
Hoping our bodies intertwine together to get a share.
Kiss me sweeter
Be my heater
Make me sweat
Make me wet
The fun has just begun
are you ready for this?
I feel like you could be the one
To teach me true bliss.
Touch me.
as if I’ve never been touched.
Kiss me.
Like you want to be loved.
Bite me.
as if you can’t get enough.
Love me.
Because I just can’t get enough.
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