Her lips tremble.
Chills run down her spine.
He lays her down, knowing it's time.
He caresses her body,
Tastes her neck.
Endures her tender touch,
Feeling there's no rush.
He can't get enough of her.
She's his drug,
His soul within,
His addiction, his obsession.
He strips her.
He whispers,
I love you,
Don't fight me off of you.
Enjoy what I offer.
Enjoy my gift to you.
I can see that you're frightened.
But all you do is make me feel enlightened.
...=O
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