Wanting More
By Sweeetsuz
I think of how it feels touching you Having you touching me and I find Myself always wanting more, always Needing so much more than time allows When my mind goes to how it seems We always find our eyes meeting across A crowded room and a glance says more Than words would ever mean, when I look Into your beautiful eyes seeing deeply into The place where you love me, I love you. The touch of your hand in the most intimate Places, still makes me tremble with desire. Thinking of how you sigh and the little Panting noises you make when you want Me to reach further inside you, when my Tongue and lips tease you beyond delights. Wanting more, I can even now feel the tips Of your nipples on my chest as you tremble With desires as I tremble at the wonders Of you and the wonders you show me Even now we still find such sensual Pleasures in each other even now I cannot forget always wanting more Of you, of us of our love and desires, Even now I cannot forget always wanting more. Written September 25th, 2000 © on Jul 01 2001 04:06 PM PST 0 • 1
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"I think of how it feels touching you..."