Close
You think I’m not so close enough
That I can’t grab your hand
Or run my fingers through your hair
Of golden silky sand…
In the morning you wake
All covered in your bed
Its panties and a t-shirt that
I remove so slow instead…
So you think its just a chilling breeze
You’re trying to cover from
But its just me coming thru the trees
To bring you more than sun…
As I gently dance beneath your sheets
And warm you from within
you cant help but spread your feet
so my love can come right in…
as your body raises in the air
I surround you once again
in a climax you call out my name
as my teardrops cool your skin
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