- Erotic Poetry
- Room 137
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Deep breath.
I'm at your door.
I raise my hand.
I hold myself back.
I pace back and forth.
So close. So far away.
Turning back is what I should do.
Instead I go back.
I raise my hand.
I lightly knock on the door.
I wait.
wait.
wait.
I knock again more urgently.
It opens.
I see you.
The moment is surreal.
I feel like I am in a dream.
Thoughts deceive me as you take my hand.
I nervously loose my step and trip.
I fall into you.
You catch me.
I hold my breath.
I look up.
I see you.
We lock gazes.
I close my eyes.
You close yours.
We kiss.
We kiss like we never kissed before.
You take me to the bed.
You lay on top of me.
We kiss again and again and again.
We both want more.
A need, an urge like never before.
The need the urge is found.
Complete satisfaction.
You hold me. I hold you.
We look at each other and lock gazes. and we do it all over again
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