Uncontrollable Desire
When I wake up in the morning to see your smiling face,
I kiss your lips; brush back your hair as my heart starts to race.
Holding you tightly close to me all thru the night,
A feeling of joy, the love I feel knowing that our time is right.
A perfect day to go out dancing, listening to the music play,
Holding your hand; playing in the sand, kissing the night away.
The touch of your skin the way it feels, my dream coming true,
To look in your eyes; the heavens shine of the sparkling of blue.
Angels will cry when they see my fire burning hot for you,
The heat will burn your beating heart drawing me closer to you.
Your lips they taste of sweetness; honey, tender as they are,
So sweet I lick the honey dripping with love from afar.
A feeling of passion inside my heart, craving the touch of lust,
The fire is burning to feel your hands grasping at my bust.
Sounds of my sensual moan make you want me more,
The touches of my finger tips feel so good and warm.
Louder the sounds, more the moans, more pleasure to me,
The night is getting hotter as I sweat, you listening to my plea.
My body shaking; wanting more, getting closer to my goal,
The sound of me in the night; pleasuring my body and soul.
One last sound; the deed is done, my face is smiling red,
Thinking of you; kissing your lips, lying back on my bed.
The thought of you being here with me turns my body on,
Sad that it is all a dream, you’re not here so I must mourn.
I kiss your lips; brush back your hair as my heart starts to race.
Holding you tightly close to me all thru the night,
A feeling of joy, the love I feel knowing that our time is right.
A perfect day to go out dancing, listening to the music play,
Holding your hand; playing in the sand, kissing the night away.
The touch of your skin the way it feels, my dream coming true,
To look in your eyes; the heavens shine of the sparkling of blue.
Angels will cry when they see my fire burning hot for you,
The heat will burn your beating heart drawing me closer to you.
Your lips they taste of sweetness; honey, tender as they are,
So sweet I lick the honey dripping with love from afar.
A feeling of passion inside my heart, craving the touch of lust,
The fire is burning to feel your hands grasping at my bust.
Sounds of my sensual moan make you want me more,
The touches of my finger tips feel so good and warm.
Louder the sounds, more the moans, more pleasure to me,
The night is getting hotter as I sweat, you listening to my plea.
My body shaking; wanting more, getting closer to my goal,
The sound of me in the night; pleasuring my body and soul.
One last sound; the deed is done, my face is smiling red,
Thinking of you; kissing your lips, lying back on my bed.
The thought of you being here with me turns my body on,
Sad that it is all a dream, you’re not here so I must mourn.
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