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I am darkness twisted

Turn heads, body wishes

On my way up from your cheeks to nibble your ear with my lips in this pitch dark room

I push a lock of your hair to the side

Mouthing the words you want to hear through the silence

Moaning implications of what we're about to become

I slightly press my hand through your chest, you take a deep breath while gripping the pillow right above your neck

Gentle caresses around your collarbones, you feel the tantalizing impression that the rivers are flowing, you can visualize the motions

Attentive to the directions of my fingers onto your stomach, the tingling sensations are cautiously calculated

You just let yourself grasp this moment with abundant patience

Still hoping extended time

I continue to trace messages on your skin

Down on your thighs

From grabbing your buns from behind and pressing one hand riding up on your spine

Like fear we might mess up

I need you as a crowd

Audience, applauses with the touch

Biggest supporter

Love me wild so we can erupt

Curious through your eyes

It's like choosing between

Being either

Holding on to what's dear