Bliss
My body has lost all control, my skin's so excited.
I am waiting for your touch, the moment is heightened.
Your warm hands surrounding my ****,
your slippery, wet tounge arousing my clit.
Sweaty and hot, bent over the bed,
anxiously waiting for you to slide within.
Control is beyond me, torn by the bliss,
that can only be found in your kiss.
Copyright © Shanna Harris | Year Posted 2005
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