My body hungers for yours
Your look, your touch, your smile.
Your caress runs over my body like whispered promises.
I can feel you in me, touching my soul, kissing my heart.
Your entrance should have been slow and languid,
But instead your entrance was fast, deep, and unexpected.
You filed me up so completely it hurt.
Although my happiness may not be plain to see,
Are you happy? I haven't got a clue.
I wish I could look into your mind and try to find when would be the right time to climb inside,
and unwind, spreading through you.
Like the fire you created in me.
Brooke Sharpe©
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