He Yearns For Me

by alone in the crowd   Dec 24, 2006


I watched his moist lips part and speak words of passion
He yearns for my silky skin against him
I can do nothing else but fulfill his desire
His rough hands stroking my cheek
My spine arches just slightly and my eyelids flutter
My heart skipping beats as I fall into pool of infatuation
Shivers dance upon my spine in a recital of emotion
I tremor, intensifying his grasp around me
My thoughts: ricocheting against the back of my mind
Each new ache relieved by his touch
My legs begin to take a walk around his
Crawling in between and exploring his body
Mapping out new courses to follow
His hands glide over the small of my back and I whimper
My head and heart pounding together in a beautiful melody
I gaze back into his eyes to find longing spilling from them
Pleasure fills me, emotion overcomes me, desire destroys me
I watch his moist lips part and speak words of passion
"I want you, let me have you, I love you"

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