Breath upon my neck reflect
her burning heart of grace
smiles are so inviting
sliding hands about your waist
Feel the pulsing river rage
just there beneath your skin
meant to slow that rush but no
those waters washing in
Fingers digging in to wrists
your breath again, my neck
reading like an open book
with nothing to protect
Skin to skin in midnight's grace
embrace as souls collide
nothing in between but light
til hearts and thoughts divide
Nothing satisfying
gratifying, just a taste
breath upon my neck reflect
the smile upon her face
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