Bliss
( BLISS )
My bliss starts with your kiss.
Your kiss a pleasure of heavenly sin,
how it make my head spin.
And my heart race,
as blood rushes to my face.
Legs weak as my heart beats,
I lay you on these cool sheets.
We unite with burning lips,
and eventually with undulating hips.
Floating in tremors of passion,
my one goal your complete satisfaction.
For without a doubt my love is true,
I hope you feel the same way too.
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