By Lady Jira

You are, to me, a sweet obsession,

Elusive dream, divine possession.



I await you, laying breathlessly.

My need for you washing over me.



Incessant heat welling inside me.

Searing deeply, almost painfully.



My body writhes. You feed, hungrily.

Taking more than I give, greedily.



Tension building, scream caught in your kiss.

Plunge after me, riding waves of bliss.



Sated languor, energy ebbing.

Fused together, sweetly slumbering.




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