How do I stop the pounding of the flesh wanting you
The rush of the warmth flooding my veins .
Imagine the shaking hands on your back
As I recover my breath.
Closing my eyes ask my longing
To stay quiet now. The muscles that tighten
Need to shut up this night.
My senses boiling imagine the moment of approach.
Just imagine…
Now.
For the veins caring this over warmed blood
Need to stop breathing now.
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