Making Love
As i lay in my bed
I can barely wait for your touch
Your just getting home
You see rose petals,candles,and such
It's leading you to the bedroom
Where i am awaiting your return
Just open the doorstep in
Everything else is adjourn
You walk in the door
Your eyes scan my body
And excitement i perceive
You and i agree
You start to undress
As i watch i get a chill
You start to slow dance
Which gives me a thrill
You lay down beside me
And start to kiss my back
I moan and groan
As my pleasure you unpack
You get over me and
Make sweet love to me
We move together
As one so freely
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