Red happy hickey on my neck was the first clue
The taste of your right earlobe is a juicy honeydew
My dream came true when I made love to you
Words can't express what skin to skin could do
Slowly opening the gates of Eden with its sky blue
Synchronized our breathing, sweat and other few
"Who's is it!" Kissing the palm of your hand on cue
Making you feel like a school girl, all brand new
It's yours sweety! 'Cause you're my relentless boo
Close your eyes, relax your mind for round two
-- Louis Mercier
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