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We don’t mention our day
It will keep till later
With a bottle of wine
If we weren’t living it
We would not believe it
We have the same idea
Just a glance
Not a single word spoken
Wet from the rain we escaped
Silk clings and we leave it on
The part where my knees get weak
You steady with hands on my hips
I reach behind searching for yours
Our rhythm like sweet blues
Hot, slow jazz as I pull you in
The world dissolves in a door jamb
And I stretch its length
The cool wood on my fevered cheek
Fingers greet where we meet
How I love to hear your breath quicken
On my skin, near my ear
Seconds, minutes disappear
Our muscles tighten
And I feel you near
A sharp intake, a long low moan
Details of this damnable day
At this moment are gone
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Thank you, Carina ❤🌻
So wow! 🥰