Locked eyes within a naked embrace,
A tear of elation trickling down my face.
A story waiting to unfold,
In your hand my heart you hold.
Spreading my lips without your hands,
This sensation is more than my body can stand.
You enter me and tenderly escapes a moan…
Melting and breaking an aged stone

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