Inside the mind of a sleep deprived person

Crimes of Passion fill the night
with each caress you grab me tight
I hear you moan as I go down
we embrace the night with no one around
Your breath grows hot as we embrace
I lay soft kisses on your face
My love for you grows stronger with each touch
I dont think I've ever needed anyone this much
You slightly moan as I touch your skin
an you whisper softly "let's do it again"
With love and passion we run wild
exploring ...