Pink sky
Pre-dawn
Be my master
I am your pawn
I find my mound
It’s oh so warm
I dream of you
Images form
Juices flow
Feel the ache
Let it linger
‘Til we break
Don’t take me
Not just yet
How much hotter
Can this get?
More wetness
What desire
Feel the pain
Feed the fire
Pressure mounts
What a tease
I gasp for air
And then release
Carnal pleasure
You gave me some
I’m smiling now
You made me come
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