Oh, My dearest,
Your lips maybe tender and sweet,
But your eyes tells me what my heart needs.
With your brown eyes accompany by golden hue that glimmer emerald in the light which they always tell me “I love you.”
Oh, in your embrace you bring out everything part that makes me a man.
With your lips you light my wild desire that cannot be put out.
Then my touch touches yours, and our passion mixes together making one with pleasure.
As your moans are music to excitement bringing ecstasy deeper into ones eyes.
For at this moment nothing else matters to me. The only thing I want is your joy to be filled, and to give you all my strength.
While gratification meets it’s climax our lips lock in a jubilant triumph where to bodies meet.
Experiencing the euphoria of I am yours, and you are mine.
Oh, I love you my dearest.
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