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Fabric Of Time

"In the day or night, I am his."

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Everything about you pulls me in,
You drown out the otherworldly din. 
It all starts with that knowing smile,
The way you talk with such a certain captivating, seductive style.

The early morning sun rises for a new day,
I know you are going to have your way. 
I lie in sheets, already so flushed and spent,
The air electrifies, and I know you were heaven-sent.

Your composure completely unbreakable, 
Your appetite insanely Insatiable.
A warm, wondrous war ignites my lustful thoughts,
As my body becomes lost, feverish, breathless, fraught.

Bodies so slick, so flush, 
You take your time: “there’s no rush.”
Quivering for that territorial touch and press,
Where you will go, I can only guess.

Weaving your thoughts to my skin,
Goosebumps stir within. 
My heart begins to race,
As you continue your strong and steady pace.

Enslaved to your enchanting fabric of time,
Engulfed in what I know to be mine.
You claim, you catch, 
You hold the match.

You tease me closer to the sun with every turn, 
Like Icarus, I will fly, and ultimately burn. 
Unfiltered echoes ricochet rapturously through the air,
My body becomes benevolently unbound and bare.

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Written by Bluebird2
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