I want her to embrace me.
Fingers to a touch;
Caress in my soul,
Inside so much.
I need her to graze my heart.
Forage a kiss;
Lick for my middle,
Taste of abyss.
I require a real quencher pat.
Grab for the sun;
Rub bowels and gulp,
Drink has begun.
I thirst
After:
Cuddling across inland,
Does she covet my understand?
I crave a nudge to my womb.
A smoother sip;
Stroke of recesses,
Atop my lip.
I long for a thumb of my breast.
Paw the my eyes;
Handle my fluid center,
Fondle the mys.
I lust for an inner brush.
Sweep my aqueous;
Reach interiors,
She’s contagious.
I ache
For:
Massaging belly laughter,
I want her ever after!
6/24/98
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