PASSIONS ALIVE

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sat in room ,
Taking a scotch ,
I needed a high to let it out ,
I needed some isolation .

Suddenly I hear heel tapping on floor,
A lady enters in red gown,
She is Nina, and I don't wanna see her any more,
We had breakup at brown 22 street ,
I want so some space ,
I want to breathe.
I want freedom.

She sat by side ,
On bar stool next to mine ,
To my surprise,
Kept her hand over my shoulder ,
In a flirty fashion ,
Kept her finger on my lips before I, utter any word of complain ,
She shut my eyes ,
kissed my lips ,
And I see the scene changing from, kiss to strip.

She sat on my lap ,
Took off my jacket ,
My hand out of control ,
Madly running on her back ,
Seeking escape to a thin barrier ,
Her  zip of her i open ,
And her dress slips down from, shoulder to waist ,
Exposing her inner garment .

Undone all the button of my shirt,
I am shirtless,
Her hand resting on my chest,
My arms gripping her waist ,
Her hand running clenching my shoulder ,
My hands grasping her neck ,
getting a high on intimacy .

She whisper in my ear ,
Free me, lemme out ,
I undo her inner garment,
It perfectly slipping down ,
From her shoulder to my lap,
Her beautiful breast ,
Soft , tender and sensitive,
Perfectly shaped.

Sensitive her breast ,
But more sensitive my Satan,
time it cast time it invokes,
Making me bend forward,
Smothering her with kisses.

She made me slip in ,
More and more,
As she did before ,
Seducing me to dead ends,
Taking me excitement to highest peak,
Bringing back our PASSIONS ALIVE.

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