Treasure Island

Sylvia Chidi

(Germany)

Make love to me slowly


Make love to me slowly
Kiss me by the neck slowly
touch me tenderly
not coldy

Grind your body next to mine
Let our union be divine

Make love to me slowly
Whisper sweet nothings in my ear
Tell me that you care
While you play with my hair
Explore my body
with your hands and study
Pleasure me
Open your eyes so you can see me
When I smile
My teeth dancing in a tile

Kiss me, Kiss me
Kiss me, Kiss me

Make love to me slowly
When you have been riding a horse
It expects you to stop
Make love to me slowly
My body is a temple
It is holy

Copyright 2005 - Sylvia Chidi

Submitted: Wednesday, October 26, 2005
Edited: Wednesday, October 26, 2005

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