Beautiful Nightmare

It is something I like to do but afraid to do it.

Beautiful Nightmare

Warm wind brushes my hair
Giving me the chills inside me
Every scent brought me to you
Running every corner of my shape.

Pumping never stops oohh
Sweet tissue touches up and down
Sliding and gliding the tongue in the middle
Armed with strength and pushed oh!!!

The breathing sound shivers
Thundering sounds;
shoothes
The exhausting pain