The way your hands run over my skin
Never wanting to stop, not sure where to begin
Covering my entire body like it was a mortal sin
Racing for the finish, both desperate to win

The way your eyes peer so deep inside
Couldn't look away, even if I tried
Knowing that you know I am satisfied
And that you will never be denied

The way your lips sincerely say my name
Resassuring me that this is not just a game
How I love you, and you love me the exact same
There is nobody but ourselves to ever blame

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