Image
I discover myself imagining you
And I blush with pleasure
It's not shame that I feel
It's desire that lifts me up
Your image in my mind burns
Like a flame that won't go out
My desires float in the air
Like butterflies that fly
You are fire that consumes me
Passion that envelops me
In your arms I sigh
And in your lips I lose myself
Imagining you is a sweet torment
That makes me shudder
But I wouldn't trade
For anything this pleasure.
Deep. Really speaks to the soul.
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