"Desert Rose" by Sting featuring Aishwarya Rai
The move
At the beginning
So sweet
So innocent
Disguising
The desire
Earthen
So
Desperate
With each
Centimeter
Each inch
Higher
Across
Her thigh
So unblemeshed
So hidden
Pure
Your lust
Desire
Drawing his
Higher
That feels
The touch
Of his tongue
Forever rising
As she
Desperately awaits
To die
In each advance
As each touch
Every kiss
Sapps
Life
As it replenishes
To be caught
In the rising passion
His hands
Trace
Along skin
So hidden
Yet
So calling
For the touch
The press
Of another
The feel
The whole
Made
Complete
The rising burn
Fulfilled
Yet
His touch
Chills
To only enflame
The burn
Of the fire
Waiteing
To be fulfilled
But in the shadows
Her fire burns
So hot
So heated
Waiting only
For
His touch
To the point
So hidden
So desperately
Lest someone
Discover
Her passion
The churning
Burning
Point
of fascomatom
That his tongue
Draws upon
Circulation
Surrounding
Give yourself
To me
He cried
He knew
Her
Reasoner
Hollow
Yet the trace
The tongue
Continued rise
Citculang
Of you hips
Against
His cirle
So strong
Waiting only for yout
Response
A rise
aginst
His pelt
So gentle
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