lilacs or daisys

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Lilacs or daisys
You grin
Biting my lip
Begging for more
Drunk of your kiss
Hands exploring your every curve
My flower in full bloom

Our bodies fit like puzzle pieces
Perfectly in harmony as our bodies collide
Chills run my spine
Hips circling under your weight
human flesh sheds
Morphing into animals
Claws marking your back
Teeth in my neck
Moans so loud they break the stratosphere

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