Pressed my hands against your chest
felt your palm against my breast
it was sensual,
it was seductive;
you cleansed me.
My breathing was deep
and you couldn't keep
your hands off of me,
they traveled;
you explored me.
We lie still while the warmth of us dissipated,
a feeling you always hated
so you started again,
you kissed my neck;
you devoured me.
Nov 2, 2012
Nov 2, 2012 at 11:23 PM UTC
Pressed my hands against your chest
felt your palm against my breast
it was sensual,
it was seductive;
you cleansed me.
My breathing was deep
and you couldn't keep
your hands off of me,
they traveled;
you explored me.
We lie still while the warmth of us dissipated,
a feeling you always hated
so you started again,
you kissed my neck;
you devoured me.
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