Sex

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I love that I can hear the rain tapping against my window and the cars driving by on the busy streets,
but the sound of your moans would be melodic.

My windows are open because the breeze feels like silk against my skin,
but your lips would feel like heaven.

I am wrapped up in these innocent sheets,
but all I can think about is the things I want to do with you that will make them no longer innocent.

This would be a night most would consider normal,
but tonight is a night where all I crave is your lips against mine
and our bodies pressed together so tightly
that air cannot pass through.

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