This Time, My Love
This time, my love, I want us to be slow
and kiss each other all around,
from side to side, head to toe.
I want us to forget about each care
that weighs like stone upon our heads
and let love take us unaware.
Let's just get lost in each caress
and let our passion guide us
and simply do whatever we like best.
We need no other motive than to love
and seek each other's pleasure
as if it were pure platinum or gold.
There is no other greater treasure
for us to find before we're old.
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