In the sanctum of our passion
She waits ever patiently
Knowing I can't stay away
She is my tranquility
Every stress is long forgot
In the comfort of her kiss
Every worry, every thought
Drowned in our euphoric bliss
Safe and free, this little place
Where in her I do confide
She will smile and touch my face
Grip my love, take me inside
Bodies writhing in the sheets
Moans and sighs her symphony
Our climax takes us, then repeats
Perfect synchronicity
Dimly lit and not too loud
Raindrops fall on windowpanes
Perfect place to drowse with her
When the passion finally wanes
In the sanctum of our passion
She waits ever patiently
Knowing I can't stay away
She is my tranquility
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- © Jackson Cambridge, 2015.
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