The talk preludes
What the skin would
Elude to

Whispered in my ear
I’ll be your sweetest sin

Eyes enveloped into each other
As the thighs slide in sync

Lightning flash
I see her pale skin
Vision of a goddess

The flesh of my neck
Punctured

Punctuated by a sigh
My sweetest sin

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