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Everything in me is calling for It my very blood boils at the thought In this beautiful world on the highest of highs in the clouds Im lost Passion feels my lungs with my lips pleasure is sung Want Craving this feeling and sexual high, as it creeps up my spine Taking control of me as urges flow through my body’s vines Lustful eyes and slight grins admiring this woman’s curve Turning my verbs into nouns being true to my words Making her flesh my canvas As I proceed with each stroke to paint my picture With a few strokes of my tongue it slow & steadily drifts her Feeling every emotion at one moment it seems to hit her Want This sexual thirst which has mad me bite into its nectar Fighting the urges but her will to strong to reject her Instead I obey the thirst as my flesh combined with another Addicted when we together but apart I suffer Affecting females and males both one and the same It’s a shame how you can’t control yourself with sex on the brain |