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Touch

feel
my fingers
gently
lightly
oh so softly
trail down your chest
my palm
resting
just where your heart beats

smells
like a piece of heaven
dark
masculine
entirely erotic
a mixture of spices
that teases and tempts
the pallet

lightly
my lips touch
nibbling
tasting
searching
against yours
drinking the moment

arching
needing to be closer
body to body
heart to heart
scorched
by the feel
and wanting to burn
more

languid
in slow patterns
my hands learn
the symphony of you
bold one moment
retreating the next
in this opus of seduction

contrast
masculine
feminine
curves
yielding against hard contours
delightful differences
sparking
the want of more

delight
in the way you respond
soft moans
tense muscles
tightening nipples
as my mouth explores

descending
down
my eyes on yours
my fingers fumbling
in this passion filled moment
feeling you
hot
hard
sleek
entirely male
as my hand cups

fingers
tightly fisted
in my hair
as I run my tongue
just against the tip
slowly
circling
until my mouth surrounds
with velvety smoothness

breath
hissing
from between your lips
as my mouth
discovers
your unique
flavor

eyes
darkening
impossibly intense
as you sink your body
beside mine

lips
meet
in this dark battle
no quarter given
taking
devouring
deepening
as limbs tangle

hands
cup
my heavy breasts
nipples tweaking
under knowing fingers
mind blank

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