"Please, just come lie down beside me.
I'm so tired.
You don't even have to
touch me.
Just be here, nearby."
ripped/my/clothes/off.
sensual, sensitive, wild.
hands down my ribs,
across the hills and valleys of my/bare/chest
slowly, on the curve of my leg,
the warm small of my back.
"Can I just hold you
like last night?
Wrap my arms around you?"
clawing/scratching/loving
by the light of the moon.
frantic sighing
my hands caressing/kissing/tasting/experiencing
every inch of his beautiful body.
succumbing to the dizzying reality.
"That would be just fine."
Feb 22, 2015
Feb 22, 2015 at 10:34 PM UTC
"Please, just come lie down beside me.
I'm so tired.
You don't even have to
touch me.
Just be here, nearby."
ripped/my/clothes/off.
sensual, sensitive, wild.
hands down my ribs,
across the hills and valleys of my/bare/chest
slowly, on the curve of my leg,
the warm small of my back.
"Can I just hold you
like last night?
Wrap my arms around you?"
clawing/scratching/loving
by the light of the moon.
frantic sighing
my hands caressing/kissing/tasting/experiencing
every inch of his beautiful body.
succumbing to the dizzying reality.
"That would be just fine."
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