Sun-kissed silk
Between sentences a sultry pout
I run my fingers slowly
Across the golden surface
My eyes do their walking
Sweet anticipation
A luscious clash
Trespass sweetly urged
Down those lovely limbs
Round those curves
Passive agressive possession
Between the sheets
Over and on top
Finding you again and again
Every inch an hour
Sweet salt on skin
Lost in your eyes
We float forever
Stranded in time
Lost in our world
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