The aperitifs of the festivities of our bodyA Poem by FD.
My lips hesitate, frightened for the consequences
A gentle seduction when love is to be tasted A feeling that I long for, evermore I’m captured in your sweet embrace Embraces that so softly were forsworn Until you kissed my soul The thirst increases, hungry for more Touch me, kiss me between my thighs Together we create a moment of passion In the circle which links us forever
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Added on August 25, 2012 Last Updated on September 13, 2012 |

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