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I miss the feel of someone’s hands on my body Your fingers, slowly tracing the outline of my silhouette As we simply stare into each other eyes A stillness overtakes the moment There is only you and me And in that moment a slow smile creeps across my face Because being in your presence completely elates me Our bodies touch And we become divine I miss the warmth of another body pressed next to me I yearn for you I want to touch you I want you here Don’t leave my side.
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Apr 7, 2013
Apr 7, 2013 at 10:53 PM UTC
It's You
I miss the feel of someone’s hands on my body Your fingers, slowly tracing the outline of my silhouette As we simply stare into each other eyes A stillness overtakes the moment There is only you and me And in that moment a slow smile creeps across my face Because being in your presence completely elates me Our bodies touch And we become divine I miss the warmth of another body pressed next to me I yearn for you I want to touch you I want you here Don’t leave my side.
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Nigerian
Apr 7, 2013
Apr 7, 2013 at 10:53 PM UTC
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