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I thrust my hips into the beat,
sensual pudent, dance of desire,
you hung my embrace on the bold knob,
together we stumbled, in passion we recreate.
Pulse quickens as I brush against your skin,
bodies entwined, souls on fire,
at every step, a sigh of honey,
at every stumble, a kiss without play.
The embrace suspended in the air,
like a sigh that fades away,
melts in the ecstasy that calls us.
And in that instant, we are one without hesitation,
a fleeting encounter, a love that grows,
in the fiery dance, the passion ignites.