She said
“Inside me lies a secret
I care no longer to ignore
Reach in and pull it from me
But only in the absence of remoarse”

Careful was the hand
I moved throughout her line
Guarded was the secret
She buried within her mind

Sinful was the process
I used to take her breath
Chosen were the words
She let escape her chest

Dripping were the beads of pleasure
That rolled about her face
Stalled was the reaction
Manifesting in her face

Coming, to her senses laughter
Filled the room
She had given me all of her
Except the secret
She leaned forward whispering
“All the while it was you.”

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