She Waits
In the midnight's heat, her lips provoke, Biting seduction, desire stoked. Thighs embrace, a longing bind, Passion's secrets, entwined. Her gaze, a fire in the dark, Aching lust, an electric spark. She sits ever so still,her yearning makes her moist Feelings of desire she can do anything, but hoist In the quiet room, her lips she bites, A yearning dance in the soft moonlight. Thighs clasped tight, a secret desire, A silent flame, an untamed fire.
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