Heated
Hold me like I'm your loverKiss me like I'm your wife
Love me like sinners do
Take my clothes from my heated body
Lick the droplets from my passion
Do as you will and I shall surrender
The swell forms like a volcano and
oozes its moister around its lover
The moans become louder and echoes
though out the darkness
I wake to find no one there
My body begging to be embraced
Oh why did I wake to find no one there
Poetry by wbluerose02
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Written on 2006-12-09 at 19:58
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