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Embers of Passion by Intoxyc8me © |
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You whisper sweet words of love Caressing my senses and stirring the cool embers of passion into flames Your finger-tips
trace a silken path Your kiss
whispers promises Sipping fine
wine, as the juices Burning yearnings
consume Energy flowing
as deep |
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