Voyeuristic couple's bed time together

As our hands trance through the curves of your body,
We solve the algebric equations that lie within you.

Play our fingers on your thighs, and it would sound as harmonium in the rhythm of your ecstasy.

Your soft moans sound like a music to us,
You leave no stone untouched to make us think about you.

Let's fill the blank spaces between your thighs,
let's be little cranky and hell lot of crazy,
Let's leave the bedspread with full of creases.

Let's not refrain us from anything,
Let's make out till the sun rise and the moon fall.

Here we are thinking of what all we can do of you,
All we seek for is the permission to let us in.

We let the lust dictate out of our sanity.
Among the midnights we've spent,
Nibbling on each other's breaths.
I'd still live on the gasps of air We lost,
Breathing on your minty after smokes.

When we are done you stood by the window ledge,
overlooking the smoke that surrounded the town beneath us,
as we stayed on the bed covered in your skin with our heart beating ferociously between our legs.

After you left, all we could see was impressions of the creases on your palm embossed around our neck.

With our love, for once we would taste imperfections and perfectly get lost in the abyss of your love.😈

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