The Other Night

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My hair kept the scent of your sheets.

Our hearts and the music hummed the same beat.

Our hands and our bodies moved in sync.

Your breath so sweet as it brushed my cheek.

My lips moved slow as they graced your neck.

I prepared my whole and faced regret.

Your lips warm as they melted on to mine.

I would have sworn it was a second, but I lost track of time.

Our useless clothes slipped to the floor.

You dimmed the lights and locked the door.

We wrestled for top position.

I won and grabbed what was missing.

You rolled it down and flipped me on to my back.

You poked around and gave my thigh a smack.

I pushed my lips onto yours and gripped your shoulders.

You braced my hips, and slipped in; all anticipation over.

Your body matched mine in both action and desire.

Our arms and legs intertwined dressed in our birthday attire.

You thrusted your hips, my nails scraped your skin.

You apologized with your lips, and continued in sin.

My fingers searched your body, begging for more.

Our eyes were both ready like we were heading for war.

Our breathing heaved heavy, my body moaned steady.

Every inch of you stoned, I reached in to take a hit.

Your body groaned, and I pulled you in as far as you could fit.

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