No talk of tomorrows just love me,
We control just the moment were in,
Don't fan a flame with a memory,
There's no ending unless we begin
Breath quickens as skin touches softly,
Kisses deepen as lovers embrace,
A willful desire to go further,
And welcome this love to our place
Each motion is purposely sequenced,
A rhythmic pleasure to please,
Gauging close each other's reaction,
Fulfilling the other one's need
For never will feelings be greater,
Or closer can they ever feel,
Its heights that keeps both of them seeking,
Each time they ascend lovers hill
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