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Nov 19
You take me to your art studio after a night
Of cold coffee and cigarettes
Canvases with streaks of blue and white
A scene out of an old French flick

Below the light, exposed film, bathed in red light
You feel me over my black top, with a hungry stare
Caressing me with your eyes
My heart throbs at your slightest touch

I dare you to **** on my lips and leave me weak
My heart lurks in the shadows
And only pleasure can release me
From the chains that bind me

I want to dress for you
And sometimes
I want you to leave me breathless
As I guide your hands over me

Unbuttoning my shirt slowly
Pressing your lips against my bare *******
You pull me closer
Maybe for a kiss that lasts forever

But you let the moment linger on
Penetrating me deeply in the cold winter night
With just your warm gaze
Bringing me back to life

Something that I'd lost long ago
Now found in your comfort
I was reminded of my grace
Because you took the time to unmask me

The lipstick that matches my red shoes
The heat that rushes through my thighs
And your palm on my heart
A light blush on my tear-stained cheek

I hope there's a place for me
In your heart
Give me your cold hands, hold mine, gently
You hold my waist, twisting me

I was dancing for a moment, in the room
As you held on tight
I gasped loudly
Laughing a little too

If I wanted a hug, I imagined this
Someone beside me
With his strong arms wrapped around me
My heart pounds against my breast

I can hear a song playing on the stereo
As I pick up the only piece
Left of my soul
The strength, you gave back to me

The warmth inside burns deep like a fire
Your naked lips touch the nape of my neck
We share the pleasure and pain
And I'm not alone again
Aditya Roy
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Aditya Roy  27/M/New Delhi, India
(27/M/New Delhi, India)   
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