Laying on my bed I can see you in my mind.
Oh, girl your image is well defined.
Your lips are parted and wet with kiss,
to taste them now would be such bliss.
Your eyes are squinted in such a fashion,
to confirm your clear and present passion.
Your hands touch me so tenderly soft,
That my skin puckers and feels embossed.
Your body excites me to the point of madness.
My member responds with eager gladness.
I imagine your voice in whisper sweet,
that sends a chill straight to my feet.
Oh, I dream in such vivid realism,
that I can almost feel your body’s rhythm.
Take me away to where lovers go,
Take me long and take me slow.
So when I wake in morning’s light
My heart will be alive with lover’s delight.
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