Heat, wet and sticky
contained in thoughts
unshared by lips shunned
Distance grows as time flies
but my body refuses to be denied
I beg in murmured words I erase
I need you to want me
with head bowed, hands outstretched
as you say grace
Her whiskey eyes tell all.
Heat, wet and sticky
contained in thoughts
unshared by lips shunned
Distance grows as time flies
but my body refuses to be denied
I beg in murmured words I erase
I need you to want me
with head bowed, hands outstretched
as you say grace
Hmmm. I need that too! Love this! 💖
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Reading this… brings an older piece I wrote to mind…
He longs to worship her,
as he imbibes the passion
flowing from the deep well
of her soulful eyes,
to feel her body and soul
intertwined with his,
intimately connected
and bound together
in adoration.
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It seems to be the perfect companion piece.
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I thought it was.
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❤
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WOW!! ❤
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