Movement

EDIT: turns out #Hozier wrote the perfect song for this:

Her brown skin, her gentle curves, her soft lips, her faithful rhythm, she uses them completely.

We drift left, we slide forward, we ascend, we whirl, we are love in motion.

She motives my body, she inspires my mind, she ignites my passions, she silences my reason, she is the convergence of my excitement.

I follow her dance, I hear her sing, I devour her effort, I inhale her reaction, her enthusiasm is my ambition.

Her body stirs, she surrenders restraint, I abandon my gaurd, we rest in harmony.

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