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to my mùirn beatha dàn
Your beauty makes me bleed in the most delicate way
And when your eyes pass over my body I don't know what to say
But your hand seems to wander in all the right places
Your finger leaving me tingling wherever it traces
Your smirk paired with that devilish look you're giving me
Is enough to drive me to the brink of insanity
And your nails digging into my back makes me shiver
While I beg you, "please, harder, harder"
Your sharp teeth find their way to my neck
And I brace myself as they sink in
Closing my eyes and surrendering to it all...
When I open them again, I am surprised to see this is really happening
This is not a dream
Your tongue comes to part my lips
Our faces get closer and your arms are wrapping around my neck
You kiss me like you mean it and I taste the promises on your mouth
I grip you tighter because I think that maybe if I let go
You'll be gone..
I can't seem to let go of you now, your body on top of mine
My breath is getting harder, yet my grip still is not slack
I whisper in your ear that I love you
"And please, don't go."