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You make me feel the rhythm of the landscape, the folding of the leaves....
The concrete is just a pretext for the trees...
I tripped and disappeared in the ripe field of your hair, carried on the stair-wave, sinking ever closer to your core....
I was just a small particle dissolving in your magnetic gaze....
Heated languidness and fever are rushing in you....two flows meandering in your abdomen, squirming further in gentle shivers, pushing your breasts up, making you do uncontrollable gestures that express your desires of having your hands on my lips.....

Description

You make me feel the rhythm of the landscape, the folding of the leaves....
The concrete is just a pretext for the trees...
I tripped and disappeared in the ripe field of your hair, carried on the stair-wave, sinking ever closer to your core....
I was just a small particle dissolving in your magnetic gaze....
Heated languidness and fever are rushing in you....two flows meandering in your abdomen, squirming further in gentle shivers, pushing your breasts up, making you do uncontrollable gestures that express your desires of having your hands on my lips.....