Breathing you in deeply
The scent trapped in my thoughts
Under a euphoric trance
We start getting hot.
Coming in close to taste your lips
Ony to stop to breathe you in.
My eyes close as your scent fills the air;
Our breathing collides to make a beat
As our bodies seem to sway effortlessly.
Our bodies cry out with beads of sweat
As our breathing starts to sing.
With notes that are low and a few of so high
The tempo of our dance excels
while our bodies collide.
You touch my neck and caress down my back
And taste my lips once more.
Our tempo becomes more than a dance
Together we release with the last note to our song
And hold one another as our tempo softens in tone.
I lay her holding you ever so close
Both of us
Laying
As we Just Breathe
About the Creator
Lola Ray
Im constantly looking for adventure in my everyday life. Sometimes the adventure i seek comes to life as i daydream.
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