By
This passion that burns within
While
My days filled with solitude in crowded rooms fill my present
I look to future
Kisses
Caresses
Shoulders are for leaning
Arms are for holding
Tongues exploring
Let me taste you brother of the night
Let me ride
Shotgun
Its been too long
Come let me hold you
Innocent and sweet
Sticky and wet
Naughty with streaks of nice
Young, eager and willing.
Lust burns bright
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