While nursing a broken heart on Valentine's Day
In The Heat Of The Night
In the heat of the night
Wishing these hands were yours
For my body to take flight
In the fever pitch of the night
Sweat on our face to loose sight
Caressing lust in a dim red light
Bite my nipple, the left or the right
Undress the foreskin with saliva
And I promise to not put up a fight
Music plays underneath the cover
Moaning pleasures reserved for lovers
In the sweltering heat of the night
-- Louis Mercier
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