Lips
Shaped and pouting
In wanting touch
To join with he
Mm, touching such
Pink to red
Amidst blushes of desire
Her lips so sweet
Losing our attire
But still we meet
As our bodies mingle
Skin to skin
Undulations tingle
Adults
Adulation
Surfing crests
Waves of sensation
To the shores we rock
Our sheets we roll
Lips in sync
Soul to soul
Our moment of relish
Loves sweet taste
Tongues rejoice
Face to face
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