Love Language I Am Dreaming and Speaking

Sometimes when you strut around I think I am dreaming,

Your physical attractiveness and aura drives me to creaming,

My pants are a mess and my whole body steaming,

Wanton, horny energy filling me, got me gleaming.

Physical touch is the love language I am speaking,

Caressing, rubbing, and osculating you is the love I am wreaking,

Flesh gliding on flesh, exquisite pleasures peaking,

Libidinous appetite sated, bodies spent and leaking.

Cleansed and re-dressed, I return to dreaming,

Nestled in close to you, quality time is the love language we are speaking.

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