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Click hereMy knees bite the sheets.
Your ass fills my hands.
The curtains glow from sunlight –
You are my plans.
Your tummy jumps and tightens –
Like swimmer's hips wriggle
As boobs rise and fall
Like dancers who jiggle.
Delight springs upon me
For I am the cause
Of this sensory overload
That gives us pause.
My thumbs get assisted
By the violin in my mouth
Which plays arpeggios quickly
Travelling north, then south.
Your eyes roll down to meet mine
I smirk and play legato
Satisfied in our duet,
Let's bring on the marcato!
Legiere, barely there
Flick it quick, sticatto…
Forte, let's play
The many pleasured rubato.
Songs from a rumba
Dance through our head
But this tango leaves us breathless
In our tangled, wet bed.