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I
close my eyes in wonder
at the touch of your embrace
Small tremors fill my body,
as I gaze into your face

My lips can taste your passion,
before they even touch
A fire inside my body,
waiting to erupt

You touch me with your
fingertips
and I tingle with desire
Your hands are making magic
as you stroke my fevered brow

Thighs so gently touching mine
as you place me on the bed
And run your fingers through my
hair
and gently cradle my head

A fever takes my body,
a passion filled with light
Enveloped in magic,
hands that feel so right

Trembling deep inside of
me,
desire consumes my soul
Your body melts against my own
at last the fire is cooled
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