Empty
Your silent whisper fills my ear
My pulse quickens with desire
The essence of your skin envelops me
Soft silk of your hair teasing my body
You dart away from my grasp
Only to return for more teasing
All my senses near overload
My hands twitch with need unfulfilled
leaked by Mad Munkey @ 7:23 PM
4 Paranoid Schizophrenic's said
4 Comments:
Very lovely. I can't stop coming back for more.
On another topic....you sure are demanding!
nice
Man, can I ever relate! Thanks.
sigh ;-)
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