It was evening as we walked arm-in-arm through the quiet streets of Barcelona.

The sound of Spanish guitar lingered faintly in the air like the romance of this city.

My lover spoke not a word of English, and I but a fair jumble of mashed dialect.

I was told the best way to learn a foreign language was through a lover.

And I could see why...

Welcome to this moment in time in which I pleasure your ears with sweet + sultry nothings.

A pause out of your busy lives to reconnect with your wild + erotic.

Because sometimes we forget + could use a tantalizing reminder.

So close your eyes, Let out a sigh, + come get intoxicated on words with me.

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Original Erotic Poetry by Dr Cat Meyer

Music by Lena Ozea