- Erotic Poetry
- His fingers
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He knows what I want, what I need
His touch, so soft, yet firm indeed
I watch his fingers, curl with grace
And I long for them to find their place
Will he be gentle, caress me right?
Or will he know to grip me tight?
I yearn for his strong touch so true
To explore me, make my dreams come true
I wonder, does he sense my desire?
To be taken, to feel the fire
To have him reach into my core
And bring me pleasure, make me crave for more
I watch him drink, his eyes on me
There's a knowing look, a mystery
I know he understands my plea
For him to touch me, set me free
We share a smile, the tension high
I know he'll give me what I desire
His fingers, oh so strong and bold
Will bring me pleasures, untold
So I watch his hand, the glass he grips
And I know that soon, my body he'll eclipse
With his touch, his fingers divine
I know he'll make me his, make me mine
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