A Taste of You

by Silkyheat

I listen to your silky words
and a fire begins to burn

You're standing close behind me
so into your embrace I turn

My arms encircle, caress your back
my head upon your chest

This close, you almost burn me
but I love it more, not less

My tongue, it starts to wander
with a mind and will of it's own

Your body possesses no place
it is not willing to roam

Hot...God, I'm so hot
just knowing I pleasure you

But of course, that's not all
there are still things you want to do

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