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My
Lips
My lips are
thirsty for your fruit
And all the
juices that it can produce
Before my lips
can enjoy your many pleasures
Might
we dance naked as we kiss
So I run my
fingers through your hair
Kiss you softly
on each cheek
Inhale the scent
of your skin
Even by
candlelight your beauty leaves me speechless
Your favorite
song is playing on the radio
Your eyes are
closed the words are affecting you
We’re moving to
a rhythm defined by our desires
I want to touch
your fever with my lips
Quench my thirst
for today and forever
Stand where you
are still lost in a trance
Let me look up at
you with reverie
Allow me the
pleasure of your release
Don’t hold back
my love,
My hunger for you
is infinite.
Dean Jean-Pierre
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