My mind ablaze to your undress,
Fingers crossing, I express,
The thoughts I for long suppress,
Sensual thoughts my soul confess.
Your breath I inhale,
Filled my lungs, I derailed,
Out of the path and into your tale,
My sensual thoughts are prevailed.
The night stings cold on my bed,
And craved your flesh, just to be fed,
My desires out of its shed,
Sensual thoughts on bright red.
With the heavens I converse
I remain an unrest,
Only you can provide a nest,
These sensual thoughts to rest.
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