Happiness is when senses merge
in harmonious sultry heights
when we must give in to the urge
for the flesh's naked delights.
I feel an everlasting rush
with the interlocking of limbs,
a sense so blissfully lush
at even the slightest of skims.
And when our contact hits a peak
I cannot control my lengthy sighs,
I feel so powerfully weak
as I collapse between your thighs.
But it isn't the act but the art
which gives me this happy feeling.
To know that it comes from the heart
is what is most appealing.
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