Gasps and moans make up the tones of pleasure rising up With building tension like an engine revving to top speed Soft fingers trace such delicate lace patterns on your flesh Bared to the eyes while beneath, you lie succumbing to my bliss Bolder with each touch making sensations lush I hear you in crescendo Your music starts to bloom as you, pleasure consumes then suddenly I stop.
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