The Need
By wiccatarot
the need it grows inside me so deep within my soul my body cries out for relief my heart it aches to soar just one more touch,love just one more kiss your whispered words they stroke me as do your hands, your eyes, your lips your body, how it thrills me now love,please love, just take me there and don't you leave me go I want to feel your shattering run thru me, yes, just so........ Written December 12th, 2001 © on Dec 12 2001 12:11 PM PST, Anna 0 • 16
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"the need it grows inside me..."