You bring strawberries, whipped cream, flowers and a sandwich;
I bring four vibrators, two dildos, one blindfold and two bottles of lube.
In bed together, we are an ocean--
Two mouths kissing, hungry for love,
Two bodies clasping, hungry for touch.
You show me how I can be held through the night,
Soft and spoon-like,
I teach you how to put two fingers inside me and rub.
You ride me, and then I ride you,
I kiss you, you kiss me,
You move inside me and I am caught on your wave,
A flower exploding that blooms for both of us.
I want you to touch me again and again
I want another run at that moment
Those flowers
That mystery pleasure ride we took round and round throughout the night
Before returning to the world we know.
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