Further than reached, my scent invade your senses
Lift you in a moment of sweet caresses
Gentle to know, how softer to touch
Sweet tingling moments, I have to tell much
Sweet slidings of creamy hues
Arch back, drown in the mighty blues
Whispered words of hush hushes
To measured moves the body blushes
Intoxicated sinks in the drawn close whiff
No different is she, a dark night thief
Your breath she’ll take, leave a sounded heave
Pricking thorn beds, the morning grieve
The gentle rose, long stemmed in grace
The beautiful lady, angeled face
The tauntings of their bodies so beautifully bare
Sweet seductions, desire you to dare
The tender kiss of the rose so red,
Her swaying hips, them she led
The adorned silhouette a designed carve
Succumb to slow delights of making love
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