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...
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