You

by jamaal hooks   Feb 4, 2009


I watch you as you pass me by wanting to reach out and touch you,but afraid of be turned away. The scent of you lingers every time you leave the room. I find myself having visions of what I would do to you if we were ever left alone.
Nothing that would scare you only things that would please you in every way. Walking up behind you placing my mouth on your neck and then breathe. Running my hands through your hair as you lay on my chest.
Holding you in my arms as if to keep you safe from harm. Gently touching every part of you making sure not to mix a single spot. Slowly getting you to your climax then stopping,only to do it all over again.
Watching your body as the sweat creates a glow around you.Your lips so full wanting to kiss them ever so softly,begging for your tongue to peek through. Wanting to hear you speak knowing your voice would be music to my ears.
So many thoughts,so many dreams so many things that I would like to do,but none of that matters if I can't do it to YOU.

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