The Seduction (erotic)
While holding your hand in the evening breeze,
I long for your touch the feeling is strange.
A passionate kiss of love we exchange.
You gaze at my breast, this moment I seize.
My dress falls open, your eyes to appease,
My hips move to yours and I feel a change.
I’ll give of myself for love in exchange.
I look in your eyes so longing to please.
Then my dress falls off as if on its' own;
naked before you in the evening mist,
A longing to have you deep in my core.
For I never wanted to be alone,
and parts of my body long to be kissed,
Take me, abuse me, I beg you for more.
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