Stranger
His shadow covers my aura
I show awareness for what he speaks
As he whispers sexual artistry
I can not stand nomore
The tease that he succeeds over me
A mastery in his wisdom
He watches the innocence inside
A glance from his waiting eye
His hand sweeps my bare skin
A tremble of intensity drowns my body
His arms wrapped around my waist
As his hand takes my face into his hands
The earnestness lights excitment from his grasp
Possession within his stance I gasp
Passion undressed upon the moment
His lips take my warmth from my lips
I can not pull away I am enchanted
A stranger that I now am taken as prey
Silence from his lips passion from his want
Bodys turning a lovers tune as the desire plays
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