Perhaps, a shower?
I don't want to wash you off. I want to live in your ambiance Forever enveloped in your space To feel you take control of me Sharing air, face to face The art of true submission A warm and firm embrace I wish it could last forever A haunting, divine escape I feel you longer on my fingertips And I don't want to wash you off.
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