It’s night.
I lie awake
thinking of your face.
Your eyes
exploring mine
Your smile
so warm and kind
Your lips on mine
sweetness defined
Your fingertips linger on my neck
as shivers run down my spine
My nipples harden
at the brush of your hand
Throbbing wetness
between my thighs
My knees buckle
as you caress me there
Path of kisses
down, down, down
Licking gently -
I close my eyes…
It’s morning.
I lie awake
thinking of your face.
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