Us

by ** Tatiana Caldwell ** on March.2.2008

My five fingers
Over yours
On your hand
On my leg

Your warm palm
On my hips
On my side
On your bed

My moist mouth
And my tongue
On your lips
On your face

Your quick breath
And my breath
They both pant
Our hearts race

Got goose bumps
On my skin
On my thigh
From your touch

The strong vibe
In your eyes
Tell me, you
Want me much

The heat of
Your smooth flesh
Makes my
Temperature hot

You’re rock hard
In my fist
Your voice groans
Please don’t stop

All your clothes
My black dress
Our restraints
Are now undone

Between sheets
You in me
At last we
Become one

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