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Your arms are my home
Only in them I can relax 
Laying with you is sensual and divine
This moment forever engraved in my mind

I feel the warmth of your skin
The brush of your breasts on my back
Your hands gently caress my chest
While your lips kiss my neck

As your hands explore every inch of me
My sex hardens, your desires it wants to meet
Gently you take my phallus in your hand
As you play with it, your hips start to rock
You playfully whisper "ready or not"

I can feel the adrenaline rushing forth
I turn to meet you face to face
My fiery lips hungrily meeting yours

Your hand does not stop its rhythmic dance
As our tongues desperately seek to be united
My hands engulf your hills
You kiss and stroke with sensual skill

I seek to be one with you 
A collection of cells
To spin and fly into free fall
Nowhere else do I wish to be
For I am enjoying you next to me

Up and down the gentle dance continues
Your silence, my moans
Every now and then the rhythm changes
Driving me wild
Nothing to fear
For your love gives me wings

I don't want you to stop
I want you to feel the warmth of my juices
You increase the pressure
I feel as if I am going to exploit 

As my hips move wildly
You can sense I am at the verge of no return
Quickly and with sensuality you sit on me
As your walls engulf me, I fall at your mercy

My body expels its sweet milk
Giving it all to you
Between moans we shake
Sealing our encounter with a kiss.

Sofia E. Falcone

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By Sofia Falcone

I believe, with quiet fervor, that one soul can shift the course of many. I write not from abstraction, but from the raw immediacy of lived experience and learned studies - from the labyrinth of my own challenges, triumphs, questions and awakenings. In offering the contours of my inner world, I hope to awaken in others a remembrance of their own power, their own unclaimed wholeness.

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