Intoxicating
Touch me now, I look into your eyes, And feel the intense pressure on my lips. Your hands massaging my now tingling places. Lust and love all mixed in one, Desperately trying to outdo each other. Slowly, then fiercely. Intoxicating, yet so blissfully innocent. Life surrounds us, but reality is afar. Hot and burning, to the point of weak and trembling. Softness all around, Not breathing, not feeling, not sensing, Not touching, not hearing, Just being. Anticipation thick in the air. Bodies touching, Heart pounding, in a steady connection. With lusty moans occasionally escaping. Temperatures rising, tension builds, Lust breaks through, Then love peacefully surrounds. Written January 17th, 2002 © on Jan 17 2002 02:50 AM PST 0 • 10
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"Touch me now,..."