The Promise of Sweets
Lay naked upon my couch and hang your hair. Confused eyes believe you're one. Close yours and inch your body up mine. Let me feel the warmth of your back over my stomach and then against my chest. Tilt your head and take time to touch your tongue to my finger tips. Steal the chocolates from my hands and before you swallow, let me taste them on your lips.
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