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Click hereA lonely body searching for the touch of desire and pleasure that has long faded in memory
Your body aches for the touch of someone that wants their hands to be against your warm skin
To feel something other than numbness and emptiness
To find the strength to open up to receive such a wonderful moment in such a fleeting time
Removing such powerful walls and barriers, that have been built over time to protect from the hurt and pain that comes from receiving such passion
Always knowing that this moment, this sincere and passionate moment, will come to an end and be only left in your memory
You feel the longing and wanting, you're aching for the heat of pleasure seeping through your walls, you find yourself wanting to somehow climb over them, for at least a moment, to feel again...
You know that in at any moment he will be gone but you fight your own fears and doubts just to feel the since of belonging, wrapped in his arms.
You shut your eyes and pretend that this is more than what it truly is...a space in time to fulfill such desires and physical needs that you both want so desperately.
He kisses you; you feel the burning heat from his mouth and lips. His tongue exploring yours and right when you feel so connected to him, he slowly bites your lip and presses his mouth against yours again.
Both hearts racing, both bodies throbbing
You give in to your burning desire to feel him, all of him, inside you
Throwing away all your fears and concerns to just experience him
Your eyes wide open, your body taking everything in, your mind racing with feelings and emotions that you almost forgot you could feel, all is wonderful
You blink, shutting your eyes for only a second, to feel even more
And he's gone
A lonely body searching for the touch of desire and pleasure, in a memory that will soon fade.