Frisky love

The brushing of your lips
exploring my skin
gentle electrical surges
explode inside my veins

Surrendering to your touch
love bottled up inside
living an intense, deep passion
waiting to escape

Rhythmical movements
grinding motions to fulfill
the ultimate joy within
a frisky dance of love

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About leiastar

Poetic soul, lover of words, sinner... I know I'm in my own little world, but it's ok, they know me here.
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