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Desires

 He smiles as he looks over at me
To my heart he holds the key.
“come to me” he whispers in my ear
“Come to me, my dear”
He plants a kiss on my head
And gently pushes me to the bed
He peels away my clothes with dexterous hands
Ready to respond to my demands

He twiddles my nipples and laughs with me
He knows my weakness after years of 23
He traces his hand between each leg
Until I plead and beg.
“No” he says, he dares to deny me
I smile, we shall see
I close my legs tight and roll away
Now what will he say?
My guess he will try again
I will go along with this game

Who will win?
He gives me a grin.
I melt like chocolate in his hands
I will just give in to his demands

He pins me down with his spear
He takes me to another sphere
My husband aint lost his touch
I still desire him so much.




Written by Rossetta
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