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Jessie Taylor H Apr 2016
I don't just want to feel your lips against mine;
     I want your tongue teasing me,
     Your teeth biting me,
     And your breath warming me.

I don't just want your fingers to please me;
     I want one enterwined with mine,
     While the other leaves fingerprints all over me,
     Searching for the sea.

I don't just want your body pressed with mine,
     I want your hips moving slowly with me,
     I want to be handled so roughly there's left over
     evidence the next morning,
     I want to fight for control til I'm pinned to the
     bed and left at your mercy.

There is no one way I imagine ******* you.
But each one will leave us exhausted and satisfied,
And I don't plan on being very patient.
3/28/2016

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