Drops of sweat drip
From my brows
Onto your bare breasts,
As clear as tears.
As salty as the sea,
Stirred to froth
The further I press
Into you,
A dance
That causes me
To flow,
Inside and out,
Thrust after thrust,
Drips dropping onto
Your hardened nipples,
I lick them off,
Tasting myself
As well as you,
Thrusting deep
Sweating all over,
This slippery dance
That has us
Slipping and sliding
With each new plunge,
The slap of contact,
The piston to a
Passionate machine,
That drives me into you,
Unphased,
Determined,
Finding those deep
Places where joy comes,
Thrust after thrust,
Drip after drip,
Sweat like tears of joy,
Clear dew on the brown
Tips of your breasts,
A flower watered
As I keep plunging
In search of gold.
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