Nights In White Satin
Next to each other on a fabric of satin-
I'm floating on air with the richness of sin
Grappling yarns with our version of Latin
Helps passion along, helping feelings within
Trying positions we thought were not done
Sensational moments, we're all having fun.
In line with our age does consent need to be,
Next door loving neighbour's, and being quite free.
When two hearts collide on a slippery slope
Heightening our scope with a see-through desire
It's moments like this when I want to elope
Tonight in the heat of the passion, with fire!
Erogenous fabric from satins soft soap.
Secluded are we in a bundle next door
Attracted by fruits, from orchards of others
Ti's morning, and now from a dream I'd adore
Is something to do with those ultra smooth covers
Next time for real, it's a place I'll explore.
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