November Night
Feel the passionPressing up against your skin
Your hand on my chest
My lips on your chin
My heart screams your name
My breathing says it all
Pressed against your small frame
Erect and tall
Slow motion
Are our movements just as the clock
And I'm hoping
That our time doesn't stop
Oooh baby
Whispered as your teeth sink in my neck
Oooh take me
To that place so nice and wet
Yes.. it's okay
If you scream out loud
Love making in every way
Baby I have no doubt
That this will be
A night to remember
Passion between you and me
On this cold night in November
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