All around me are stories of love
Of passionate nights
And romancing under starry sights
I hear of their wild adventures
Knees carpet deep
Among glistening candle lights
I want your nails to cut so deep
to hold me so close
that no light should seep
I need your warm breast
and your tender thighs
To cradle me with warm surprise
I crave to kiss you on the neck
Not stopping until I reach
The hard soul of your step
I dream of feeling
Your hands clench tight
At our mattress every single night
I want to hear my name echo the walls
To break behond your female walls
And to hear you gasp against sweaty pours
But rather I wake to your deep snores
The frustration messing with my head
Waiting for the passion I am so eager to shed
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