otrdiena, 2010. gada 20. jūlijs

With Blankets Over Our Heads

Fingers brushing against your clothing
Slowly removing articles by one
Revealing pale soft skin to the darkness
Heavy blankets over heads

Air so hot, breath so heavy, quick actions
We both feel it in our blood
That one will tease other hard and long
Knowing how this will end

He will get others heart pounding
Ready to burst out in screams
And yet he stops and does nothing smiling
But they both are fine with that

Fingers breaching places where they should not be
Your breath on my skin
I feel your teeth clamping in my neck
You hear me moan

This dance is old as world or older
But we love it, oh yes we do
We partake in it as often as possible
Just to feel each other

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