the making of luv...

moods swinging from easy to rough... finely tuned to dug in to... feeling in on a term called luv... thrusts create the best moves... hips rotating on the dive... the plunge splashes in the depths... moans, panting from the what can not hide... pounding on the slide inserted with continuous reps... so what is it u wanna do.?. u wanna get busy or jump through hoops... childish games ain't my thing... id rather know if the compatibility is here in the liking of weeee... swing me a key that can get in at will... playing with the passion in ur will... falling into ur depths received as revived... looking in on the way u simply don't mind... devouring intimacy on levels luv is made... neva a moment too late... so who is it ur waiting on.?. where from here is ur norm going to find that cheer reborn.?. allowing the break through to get to u... getting loose enough to include who.?. naked n laid up in the after effects of the rush... exhaling in a moment wrapped up with the feel that fell... as ur secrets u tell... trusting the silence to neva speak into open air... going in on life with a friend as both play fair... causing ripples to reach the shores of the hearts crash... being sexually intensified by a tender grasp... moods teeter on the balance of swinging saloon doors when it comes to truths... breath taking a gasp jus to lean in to use... what is it u wanna find out.?. who's name would u luv to call out.?. waking to the comfort of them stuck to ur side... opened up deep inside as days turn to nights... to whom do u feel u wanna explode to the motion of us.?. with one thought, that they're a fuckin must.!. perfection jus doesn't exist unless ur the same way... a perfectionist that can't help but to stay... giving up all the things you've hidden this long... knowing there's no way to eva go wrong... do u have someone u haven't met yet here in life on ur mind.?. or are u willing to select one of the few jus like u tryin to find the time to acknowledge a sigh.?. going with the going down resets ur train of thought... who is it ur alone with easing ur way through a pause... as claws peel skin jus past the making of luv that gets carried away... i bet u don't even know their name... ur jus waiting on ur excuses to run out... going without... are u able to continue here looking at a chance to redefine ur understanding of the one.?. or are u numb.?.