BlurbsandWords (Writing Portfolio) · Creative Writing · Poetry · School · Writing

Touch

I sense your presence as you walk in the room.

My mouth opens in awe at the sight you.

Your body is sculpted like a Greek God.

Manly perfection from your steamy eyes.

To your growing manhood.

Your nakedness has left me breathless.

My heart races at the need of your touch.

My breasts swell from your masculinity.

Your hardness is making me wet,

I am tingling with need.

I come closer for a touch.

On your cheeks,

And down to your pecks,

Then to your abs,

Until I am stroking your cock.

My skin burns with want..

Your smell of sweat and sex is mesmerizing me.

And I am lost in sexual desire.

 

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