Responses
I'll not relent, your skin responds so well,
It's pliable; so smooth, so warm and fresh,
I'll press my hands and you'll react. I'll tell
You ways to make me yearn to touch your flesh;
I'll trace my fingers all along the curve
That forms the endless delight of your hip,
For all your gentle sighs will simply serve
To energise my need until I slip
Towards those spots, where you would really miss
The wonderful connections I impose,
To take you from disinterest to bliss,
Once you have been divested of your clothes;
Then naked, you can wait: for your sweet scent
Ensures, after one touch, I'll not relent.
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