Still in the night
no breeze, just the calm.
Lost in his sight,
safe, secluded from all harm.
Putting up no fight,
feeling his breath travel upon my arm.
Under the moonlight,
safe and warm.
Under the moonlight,
A whisper calls.
In the warmth of the summers night,
My temperature falls.
His breath, like fire,
Warm on my neck,
I feel his desires.
He kisses me gently, at first just a peck.
First hot and then cold trickle down my throat,
I fall to my knees,
Weak, I feel like I will float,
I run, I hide deep into the trees.
Fearful, yet hopeful, entranced by your touch,
Longing to feel,
The passion, my crutch,
One last time to close the deal.
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