original sin

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touching you
your lips are like feathery clouds
your tongue taste like lapse of joy
I want to drown in it
your grey eyes that draw me to you
each feature carved perfectly
we are few inches from each other
I can feel your breath on my neck
breathing in each other's scent
I want you
all the time,no one else
my body shall be your safe haven
where you lay and rest
forgetting the troubles of the world
the sheets shall tell our stories of last night escapades
I feel everything u feel
every breath leaving your lungs
every moan
your warm skin on top of mine
your heart beating 5 times faster
I want to taste every bit of you
I want to touch you
how you have never been touched before
because this is our
original sin

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