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Your Touch

Your touch send me in a frenzy,
the way you come up behind me and
wrap your hands around my throat;
you whisper a sweet lullaby and I get all dizzy.

The way you bite my lip,
I'm sure my heart will flip.
The way you touch my breast,
and pull my waist closer to yours
the way you pull my hair;
I feel my heart at its crest.

Your touch send me in a frenzy,
the way your hands travel around me,
touch me roughly and softly,
you moan softly as I pull your hair softly.

It's our brokenness that pushes you inside me,
it binds us together,
craving more and more.
The harder we go,
your kisses like a feather.

Oh baby, your touch sends me in a frenzy

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