Exploring the contours of soft flesh,
to press quiet sighs escaping tender lips,
while desires peak into hard pleasure.
The touch of hands and fingers
trace passion into promises
of expectations beyond imagination
and without restraint.
Oh moon and stars attend tonight
each form intertwined with rapture,
as dreams ignite embers of pure heat,
transporting final ecstasy to blissful rest.
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