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Dew
by Lisa A. Rose

Desire. I feel it in my stomach
When you're leading me down the hall.
what I feel deep in my soul
When you're inside me, against the wall.

Ride me hard, your thickness fills me,
My hands run through your hair.
I want to kiss you all over.
Bite me, baby, leave marks if you dare.

Explosive passion, your breath coming in gasps.
Beads of sweat forming on your skin,
Dripping to mine. The rhythm of love,
A pounding fury emerging from within.

With your hands pinning my arms above,
Your mouth locked firmly to my breast,
Extoling sounds of heightened glory,
Emanating from deep within your chest.

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