Bite marks, scratches
Lips, tongues, teeth
The thunder rolls overhead
While the rain
Drips down through
The canopy of
The lush, emerald
Evergreen forest that surrounds us
Passions soaring
Control slipping
Sado-masochism at its peak
Moaning, groaning
Squeak
Giggle
Cuddle
The rain will lull us to sleep
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