satin sliding off your shoulders
warm ebony skin against my cheek
i feel your heartbeat
beneath my mouth
the quickening beneath the flutter of my lips
the slight sway of your hips
the gentlest of movement belying the strength of your desire
i want you
i need you
feel my fire
quench my desire
fill me, thrill me
as only you can
sate me, berate me
whatever you do, just give me you
my heart, my love, my man
take my gift and use it up
there will always be more
for you
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