My silky dress he touches;
My satin breasts he clutches.
My body held in his embrace,
His warm, sweet kisses on my face.
His gentle hands on my silk skirt,
His love for me they do assert.
His soft caress sets me afire.
My heart is pounding with desire.
And when our souls have grown akin,
I bid my lover enter in.
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