Erotic PoetryWhirlwindsTo touch your neck, provoke a shiver,
With bodies, eyes and lips a quiver,
To trace designs across your back,
Fingers to tickle and nails to wrack,
Arch your body into mine,
We'll find each place and thing divine,
Through pleasured and enfeverished nights,
Hot with all these measured flights
Of fancies fawned with such elation,
Till we rest in satiation.
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