It occurs to me when I see you The things that we could do We leave the dance so happy I'll be so drunk from emotion We'd sneak into the park Beneath the moonlight You'd lay me on the grass on the hill Kiss me forehead and tell me It will be alright And to not be so nervous Slowly you'd start kissing my neck Lift me up slowly Slide down the zipper Until I'm lying beneath you With nothing in between us Kissing down my neck Kissing my breasts and biting my nipples Somehow we'd both be out of clothes The moon would be the only thing around To witness what would be going down The river would copy your thrusting As the waves crash upon the shore The stars would hear my final moans As I collapse into your arms
Reason for writing:
Bad title. I'm sorry. Couldn't think of anything else.
Birth sign: Libra
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