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Posted: November 16, 2014 in erotica, Poetry
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I want something to feel right

not fiction

the fantasy of my delicious mind

that one,

you know that unravels with purpose

along your skin

slow methodical traces along naked shoulders

fingertips diving with touch,

soft, light, imagining just only desire

emanating from your lips

while I glance upon you

naked buttocks

rising as gently manicured nails trace

passion with methodical twirls …

Imagine if we were able to finish

while silent you gather yourself

stepping away …

soft glance with parted lips

feeling arousal sweep shoulders

while stepping svelte; cold breeze of mourning.

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