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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required In your womb I burst Passion holds my heart's desire, Lust and ravage, light my fire. Lovers embrace in Twilight's choir, Songs echo to the tops of spires. It starts with a simple kiss, Lips merge and do not miss. Lungs expand in breathing hiss, Hands tremble, you want this. Tongues entwined in moaning dance, This is it, our wanton chance. Loins on fire within our pants, Physical needs do now advance. Arms tangle as they explore, Passion climbs a little more. Buttons pop, one through four, Shirts fly and hit the floor. Chests bare, as they titillate, Pressed together, increase heart rate. Bodily needs can no longer wait, Hormonal urges to procreate. Zippers fumbled with shaky hands, The hourglass slows its timing sands. Naked flesh that now understands, How it must meet its demands. With lust at an all-time high, No stopping now; you must comply. You have the needs of my supply, Let me slip into your thighs. We two souls become one, Hearts race from the starting gun. Like fire thrown from the desert sun, Dirty deeds have just begun. Down our bodies, the sweat pours, A rhythm wild, my piston bores. Silence is broken with animal roars. Time stops, pulses soars. Take it hard, take it fast, It won't be long, I'll try to last. Loins slapping, needs amassed, This spell we're under, our bodies cast. The time has come to release my seed, I must do this; it is my need. Take me deep, I must concede, There's nothing left to impede. A final thrust, I must eject, As spirits fly, we connect. In your womb, I do affect, Tiny tails, left unchecked. Exhausted from our hours of bliss, Loving tenderness now in our kiss. Attention to you I won't dismiss, In our passionate moment, we reminisce. As I stare, I must confess, Hair entangled, we're quite the mess. A newfound joy, we coalesce, Lover's embrace, a soft finesse.
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