THE SMELL OF PASSION

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A joyful ride over to your place
Hands on my waist as you lead me through the door
All I can think of is being in your embrace
Craving you and  nothing more

The silence of the night
And two glasses of wine
I bare my naked soul tonight
As you make me thine

My heart pounding behind my breast
Pulling you in for a kiss, with one hand pressing on your chest
Your tongue gliding through my skin
While your hands search through my thighs

Our feelings are out of control
Thrusting deep into my soul
A dance I know too well
With my eyes closed, I listen to you moan

The world standing still
As your warm body is pressed over my back
Sweat dripping down my spine
Moving to the rhythm of your slow yet violent strokes

The night comes to an end
I turn away red as a beet
Time to go back home
Leaving only the smell of passion on the warm sheets

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