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Your Touch, My Skin. Your lips, My Wish.

Your touch on my skin,

the way you feel.

You make me smile,

this seems unreal.

 

Your kiss to my lips,

you give me chills.

Your hands on my back,

give me a thrill.

 

I kiss you slowly,

your embrace stays warm.

Your hands slide up,

my shirt that's torn.

 

They rest on my back,

feeling my skin.

My hands in your hair,

how long it's been...

 

I look up at you,

deep into your eyes.

Up at a man,

wish he was mine.

 

The familar touch,

the warm embrace.

Makes me tremble,

my heart ache.

 

I open my eyes,

look up above.

Just a dream,

my heart wishes of.

 

Sitting on my lips,

I can still feel that kiss.

You're everything I want,

and everything I miss.

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Written by
jolene-perron
Canadian
Published
Aug 9, 2010
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