Slumber Party
You wake me from my slumber
Like a thief in the night
I fall into you
In the shadows of the light
Dealicate touching
Challanging breath
You penetrate my soul
Like the reaper of death
First fingertips cross a navel
Then nails against a back
Passion and exctacy are two
Things we don't lack
I moisten my lips
As they let go of sighs
I let it all go
And get lost in your eyes
Copyright © Tiffany Miller | Year Posted 2007
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