Velvet Night
Your breath, a spark upon my skin, pulling me where dreams begin. Fingertips trace, slow and deep, writing secrets we long to keep. Lips collide in silent pleas, heat unfolds in trembling ease. Hands that wander, tease, explore, asking, begging, craving more. Moonlight drapes our tangled frame, bodies burning, lost in flame. No more distance, no more space, just you and I in sweet embrace.
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