Vanilla and cinnamon, drip drop in the rain. |
Soft and curvaceously, run wild in my brain.
In the best of times kisses I am sending.
Place them, I'll be there for their ending.
Sound of your heartbeat, caressing silk thought.
Slip slide and dart with words and acts court.
A lilting sound, these words rest upon my heart.
With my eyes draw you in, loving passion impart.
Cloaked in desire, wants and needs, give as a gift.
You open these tenderly, your voice gives me a lift.
Let me taste your kisses linger in your heart forever.
This can I promise, will let free a torrent of love ever.
jftloi phrase - required phrase - 'in the best of times'
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