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wakened by movement and the rise of another morning |
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beside me slumber the semi-naked bodies of two sleeping beauties |
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laced garment hang carefully from the bedpost; |
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posing as an intimate reminder of yesterday's passion |
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still in heels carefully strapped to delicate ankles |
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a pair of shiny black boots lay scattered on the floor next to the bed |
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two pairs of naked legs embodied in black silk; |
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gently extend from the underneath the sheets of the unmade bed |
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blond hairs veil the pillow and the naked stomach resting beside me |
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between lover's entangled bodies we are forever linked; |
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unified through the intimate doings of yesterday's passion |
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entwined lovers peacefully sleep in the shelter of each others arms |
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too late for innocence, too late for regret |
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too late for innocence, too late for goodbyes |
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too late for innocence, too late for denials |
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as we touched as we felt as we taste each other; |
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we surrendered to the pleasures of everlasting depravity |
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through lust kisses and caress we gave ourselves each other |
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carnal rapture unveiling th very soul of trinity |
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as we please accepted and satisfied; |
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we surrendered to the becoming of our most intimate selves |
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exhausted and fulfilled realized and unified |
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realizing the desires of uncovered fantasies |
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resting in the naked remains of the night before |
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lover's lasting symbols disguise our sore and satiated skins |
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all over me all over them all over us |
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we sleep in the pleasures of the past dreaming of arousal yet to come |
