TILL

I feel your hand touch mine

It slides up my hips

Your tongue burns my skin with fire

As it slowly climbs up my thigh

You pin me up against the wall

My hands are high above my head

You remove your tie

Gently, firmly bind them, bind me

A great pressure begins to mount

There is no time, no space, just us

You raise me so I could touch the universe

As I catch my breath, you slowly start the dance again

We change places and promaenade again, and again.

Till we are exhausted,

Till morning comes,

Till we

Till

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