by Spartacus2012Biloxi, Mississippi, USA
Jul 2014 436 Views 16 comments
Desire
She kills me
when she smiles
I stop breathing
the way she moans
my name
I am obsessed
infatuated
hungry for
her touch
color
smell
taste
the feel of her soul
touching mine
I want her to
melt into me
like butter on toast
I want to absorb her
walk around with her
encased in my skin
I desire her...
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Posted: Jul 2014
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Comments (16)
Boy, has she got a hold over you...
Ken
Ken
Enjoyed !!
Mick.
Ken
Regards,
Ken
Ken
Ken
Ken
Regards,
Ken