The smell of you
Oh what ecstasy Oh what pleasure? What drug has ever taken me to the place you have taken me my love
When you inside of me
The color of your skin I love you inside of me
What forbidden pleasure, how they would condemn me if they knew that you are inside of me.
Oh what joy Oh should I shout out the name of God with pleasure the sheer joy of having you inside of me
‘Oh, Oh, Oh when you touch my lips oh what heights you lift me to Oh God what forbidden pleasure When you inside of me
What joy every morning when I wake you are there ready waiting expectant hoping and you never disappoint my sweet dark forbidden pleasure my morning coffee
Now who was having forbidden thoughts???
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I thought you were re-writing The Song of Solomon in modern language!
It reminds me of The Song of Solomon quite a bit!