The Edge

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I can taste myself on your fingers
can smell you in my hair
feel the pressure on my lips
the heat in your stare
tonguing erotic stories
on your chest and down your thighs
pulling at your heartstrings
while dragging out your sighs
lapping up your pleasure
like the cat the got the cream
accepting what you'll give me
no matter how extreme
taking me to heights
I never knew I could reach
limits I'd set for myself
I'd never thought I'd breach
this is what I've been wanting
the feelings I've tried to capture
you give me what I've been needing
at the edge of painful rapture

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