Her lips were softer than the petals of a rose
Her skin smoother than Egyptian silk
And with her kiss came a curl in my toes
A warm red glow in skin white as milk
Lips caressed like wind around tall erect peaks
The Earth moved below me in a gentle quake
Blood like a river flowed to my cheeks
If this was a dream I wished never to wake!
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