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Tie me up, take your time,
Trace my skin like poetry's rhyme.
Wrap me tight in silk and sin,
Let the teasing games begin.
Hold me close, make me wait,
Drag it out tempt my fate.
Fingertips that barely touch,
Driving me to want too much.
Pull the ropes, pull me near,
Let me beg, let me cheer...
Your words dance like poetry, capturing the intoxicating allure of a love that feels more like an addiction. Passion and pain intertwine, creating a symphony of longing, where silence is both a torment and a revelation, a mirror reflecting the depths of our hearts.
But love, true love, should...
Your eyes hold a wicked spell,
Pulling me into a world where I fell.
No escape, no wish to flee,
Only the hunger you spark in me.
Your touch is slow, a teasing crime,
Tracing fire along my spine.
Every whisper, every sigh,
Leaves me trembling, burning high.
Pull me close, make me plead,
Feed...
Darling, come closer, don't be shy,
I see that spark in your mischievous eye.
Your lips, my favorite kind of sin,
Tell me, love, where do we begin?
Shall I trace my fingers down your spine,
And make your heartbeat dance with mine?
Or steal a kiss slow, divine
To make your world spin into mine...