Lust, by Tiffany Flowers
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Burned by desire my love for you is as hot as a fire
My palms are sweaty, my knees are weak that kiss you gave me
was my defeat
There's no turning back for this i'm sure your already in
the center of my core
Your gentle touch, your hot breath, there's no other feeling
like this I must confess
With your arms around me I lose my breath and my heart skips
in my chest
I can never explain the way you touch me drives me insane
Your tongue on my skin is liquid fire
I can't control my lust you are my desire....
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Posted: 2013-11-10 17:10:16 UTC |
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