the taste of sweet sound innocence
lingering on the mountain of your lips
oh dear soul, let me kiss thy lips
let me melt thy lust from your skin
as your liquid falls down your soft skinlet me make a waterfall out of your body
As i dip into the oracles of your soul
and send earthhquakes to your inner peace
with screams lingering from your thighs
and lovebites spelling out " I can make your orgasms last an eternity"
so eternal you clutch on my back, leaving scars of pleasure
I will lick your treasure
and get lost in the midst of your pleasure
but last night's orgasms will be remembered
like the drawings of my fingers on your sacred hole
and the lustful scent on your chest
as my tongue draws on your soft map
leading lines to the destination that is your midnight moans
your screams for pain are sounds of pleasure
and i will soothe them with every thrust
For I will push up into you like the scars of terrorand pull out of you, last weeks innocence
and you will remember me, like the shatttered screams of the devil
and the kamasutra will take records of this
and let it be known this is how
you make love to a soul
By: Kabelo Phiri and Nonhlanhla Xaba
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