NIGHTS OF PRETENDING (Sensual)
By Del
My dear, I feel you besides me, Thru fair or stormy weather. And all thru my lonely nights, I pretend we are together. So overwhelming is the passion I feel While you're lying so close to me. I feel your tender hands cupping my face. Then your fingers slowly caress my lips. You run your fingers thru my hair. Then I feel your lips on mine, Just brushing them softly, slowly. The only sounds I hear are our sighs. Now your lips are crushng mine With an exploring wet, hot tongue. You pull me so very close to you. And just hold me tight for awhile. Then slowly you release me. I shiver as your hand caresses my body. Now my hands have to replace yours, As I release this pent up passion. Then again I'm lying in your arms, While you hold me oh, so tight. Even now, when you're away from me. You are with me every night. Written March 15th, 2002 © on Mar 15 2002 06:28 AM PST 18 • 0 • 8
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"My dear, I feel you besides me,..."