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May 2015
It's my skin that makes
me feel. Feel loved and
warm. Feel that i am forever
yours.

I want to curl into your
pores. Like a seed that
waits for its moment to
bloom. I want my skin to
be perfectly stretched over
my bones just like yours.
Where i'd get to feel every
beat of your heart pounding
against my exposed chest.

Your so soft and smooth.
You make me want to melt
like an ice cream cone on a
hot summer night. To take
my shirt off in front of you is
what i'd like to to do and stand
up right while you feel my
back bone making the shivers
begin from head to toe. Making
gardens grow in the places
you touch and caress on the
small of my back and flesh.

Hugging you skin on
skin is not lust. It's just a
feeling i have with in. A passion
that stirs under my skin. It
craves to be touched by
your every inch. It wants to
be loved by a boy like you.
It wants to experience your
dark. It wants to play with
your shadows in the dead
of night. That's all what it
wants to do to forever be
touched by someone like
you* ~
Carolin
Written by
Carolin  Egypt
(Egypt)   
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