The smoldering look in your eyes
creates moisture
The lick of your lips silences me
Reflexes are just not the same
I have been weakened
but there is no kryptonite in sight
The stammering shudders envelope me
I rise to the occasion
Float on the object of being as if I was walking on the moon
The senses switch to sensitive
You never did.......
The caress of emotions in a single breathe
Leaving me to catch my breathe
Sharp occurrences
The pleasure leaves me beside myself
Yeah, right there
Quakes rock the stillness of the wave
Bringing the break to the shore
I got mine, you better get yours.....
Hurry up, I have to go to work.........
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