I can feel it dripping down my thighs
a wet dream that springs from your eyes,
it lifts my skirt and puts me to work
it might get deep but it never hurts,
the pressure you push all over me
this fever pitch you cause, how could it be?
In these moments there's only you and me
as i feel you inside my coming sea
who would believe that you could bring
my voice to this place to make me sing!
Energies mixing, bodies intertwined
I became yours, as you were all mine.
©rose_words
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