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You're not supposed to be here,
Tapping on my window again.
But Christmas eve is slowly dying,
To give way to Christmas day.
"I want to give you your present,"
You whisper softly, slowly leaning,
Face mere inches from mine.
Oh, how forbidden this must be.
"You need to leave," I croak,
But you smile,
Moving closer on my bed,
Body oh-so-close, so close.
"Is that what you want."
Oh you smell like musk and rain,
And the fresh thunder sky,
Mingled with that scent that only you
Can seem to produce.
"No..." I should have said yes,
But should haves and could haves,
Never really mattered much, did they?
My mind is slowly fading,
And so is my heart.
Oh this lust that washes through me,
As you push between my legs.
"I want to give you eternity,
I want to explode the cosmos around you,
And let you taste the stars."
You always were a poet,
As tricky as Socrates and witty as
Poe,
Burningly caustic in an odd sort of way.
"You need to leave,"
"But you don't want that."
I try to say it doesn't matter what I want.
Want, need, and desire are different,
Except for at this moment.
Oh, how forbidden this must be.
Oh, how forbidden fruit tastes so sweet.
You press closer, closer.
The moon is slowly gaining height,
To start down its descent,
Like this rollercoaster of emotions you
Put me through.
"I can't do this," I want to whimper,
But your lips are on my neck,
And my pulse is gaining pace,
And my blood is pumping fast.
I feel like an animal on those shows,
In a mating dance of seduction and claiming,
And feel your hard body above me,
Beaming heat and pheramones.
Oh, the way you shudder as I kiss you back,
Oh, how you tremble
As I drag my nails down your back.
"This shouldn't happen,"
"But will you stop it?"
Oh, how forbidden this must be.
Oh, how forbidden this must be.
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