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You Writhe Beneath Me

You Writhe Beneath Me

You writhe beneath me in the heat of passion
Our bodies moving in rhythm
The whole world seems to be exploding around us
To love's sweet kingdom we're driven

This passion I'm experiencing is most exquisite
Like making love the very first time
Your sexual talents surpass all that I've known
True abandon, a feeling so sublime

We're transported to a world of ecstatic pleasures
Alone, we float above our presence
Oblivious to reality, to everything that surrounds us
My darling, my magnificent obsession

Then that moment arrives, we're frozen in time
Praying the rapture would last
With a brilliant flash and a feeling exquisite
In unison we expel a last gasp

A soft gentle moan, then collapse in exhaustion
Wrapped in each other's embrace
As we gently murmur sweet passionate love words
While I tenderly kiss your sweet face

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Jack Ellison

Don't know what got into me!!!!!! Must be my medication! LOL

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Richard Waters

If it is your medication............ I certainly wouldn't change the prescription if I was you !!!

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