Intimate
The time for talk
Is over and done
The web of our love
Is already spun
It's time for us
To connect our emotions
Thru sexual acts
Of love over flowing
With slow music playing
Massage of your back
Peaches and cream
I know you like that
With ice cubes and handcuffs
Tubs of Cool whip
Chocolate dipped strawberries
Applied to your lips
With moaning and groaning
Never to stop
This fountain of love
Will spew over top
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