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I see how your words
corrupt my thoughts,
without mercy, without restraint,
without being able to stop you.
Your lips, with divine malice
lunge against my skin,
leaving a trail of fire
that makes me shudder.
I feel your hands, like flames
dancing and burning,
leaving traces of passion
in every inch of my being.
I have faced temptations
on my path,
but none like
the one you make blossom.
The chaos of lust
takes hold of my soul
as your whispers
whispers slide into my ear.
Moans that awaken
every fibre of my being
and envelop me in a whirlwind
of passion and desire.