Tantalizing the flesh is what I desire. I could fantasize all day about making you scream. Holding the forbidden thought of your nectar is my body’s delight, I quiver with ecstasy.
You say you walk away in physical-ness but your soul is what I want to touch. Dwelling bound in my sexless reality, I feel the voice that shouts my name on common ground knowing its lust begging to be fed.
In my virgin bed I’m senseless with envious passion waiting to be unleashed. The words of your morning, noon and night cradles my inspiration with moonlight cracking the rain. Like a child I wanna play.
…Can I?
Ok now!!!
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