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Apart from you, I am nothing. Without your touch, I feel alone. So take me now and partake of all I offer I am so ready for every part of you Your soul and your body and your mind. I am taken aback by your quick wit and your masculinity, slowly seducing.. Until I am panting with passion.. Your lips are like delicious apples That are ripe for the picking. And your body is glistening with dew. I am forever tasting you and feasting upon your beauty Until I am sated and am starving no more. And as I lay back, so satisfied I realize that without each other, this would never be. So true, in fact, that I am mesmorized by your presence And the energy I possess is all directed to you. I wouldn't call it love, but I could call it amazing. Listening for the sound of your heart beat As the blood thumps, thumps, thumps.... You excite me so, there is not any word to describe The tantalizing touch of your fingertips And in a rhythm, we sway with the music All time stops and logic doesn't exist. There are just the two of us.. We meld together like we were fashioned that way. Like I was never alone.. Or without you...
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Apr 26, 2015
Apr 26, 2015 at 1:12 AM UTC
Spellbound
Apart from you, I am nothing. Without your touch, I feel alone. So take me now and partake of all I offer I am so ready for every part of you Your soul and your body and your mind. I am taken aback by your quick wit and your masculinity, slowly seducing.. Until I am panting with passion.. Your lips are like delicious apples That are ripe for the picking. And your body is glistening with dew. I am forever tasting you and feasting upon your beauty Until I am sated and am starving no more. And as I lay back, so satisfied I realize that without each other, this would never be. So true, in fact, that I am mesmorized by your presence And the energy I possess is all directed to you. I wouldn't call it love, but I could call it amazing. Listening for the sound of your heart beat As the blood thumps, thumps, thumps.... You excite me so, there is not any word to describe The tantalizing touch of your fingertips And in a rhythm, we sway with the music All time stops and logic doesn't exist. There are just the two of us.. We meld together like we were fashioned that way. Like I was never alone.. Or without you...
This was inspired by someone.  Critism welcomed.  Thank you for reading.
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Apr 26, 2015
Apr 26, 2015 at 1:12 AM UTC
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