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Upstairs

Our bodies moving
with the rhythm of our passion.
And whispers of love,
of yearning your warmth,
of missing your skin on mine.

My breath rolls down your neck,
which pulses murmurs of indulgence.
Murmurs of two being one
in complete intimacy.
The air pauses for our ecstasy.

Your head rests on me,
I draw the contour of your body with
my fingers writing promises of love.
Our hearts still thundering,
shivers running down your spine.

My lips search for yours,
insatiable they explore you (every inch of you) ,
savoring the everlasting
taste of our desire.
Repeat.

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