let me wrap you in a serpent kiss
entwining your ankles and tracing your hips
behind your knees, my lips never forget
no place does my tongue leave unquenched
smooth satin skin indeed you are pleasure
let us as one, fight to satisfy the endeavor
skin swept kisses from around your neck
end up in places that arch your back
your bodys wishes i am this night a slave
nothing by morning will we let be saved
by Nathaniel Adam Briggs - Heart Complaints
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