Touch you, touch me, oh how this madness inculcates
Every fiber of my rational mind in love’s great thrall
Since passion first laid bonds and deeply insinuates
Fast burns my soul in lustful, swirling smoking pall.
I am for you, and now there is no wanted release
As possession of your body is the only winning prize
Lips on breasts, and loins seek moistened hungry feast
I hold, I feel, hot breath, to see with love blind eyes.
Take me down, raise me up in sweet music of the lyre
Be one with me and make hard night a hazy dream
You ride me, first to tease my heart, then still higher
As I delve into your known secret liquid molten seam.
In the gripping finale of the BetterWorld cyberpunk series, Waylee, Kiyoko, and their friends attempt to bring down an all-powerful corporation and a corrupt government--all while eluding the biggest manhunt in history.
She was quite capable of taking care of herself...She appreciated everything he was doing for her and the Grandmothers Four, but she needed his help, not for him to take over.
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