O' my heart's a thunder
Under every day and night cover
Whilst, I move closer and closer
Into your arms, where I belong under
We look into each others gaze
Your caress grip onto my embrace
Thy each kiss makes my heart race
As your tongue, twirls, darts and dips
Clutching me with tight grips
While my starry eye at you worships
Your lips, where I will remain
I yearn to kiss them again and again
In thunderstruck swain
© daniel miltz
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