The look in your eye,
As I caressed your thigh,
Fondest memory of mine.
To feel your heat,
and your heartbeat,
Nothing else so fine.
The taste of your lips,
touch of your fingertips,
filled me with desire.
To know you love me,
as I surely love thee,
lights my heart afire.
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