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Aching for His Touch
You salivate over tingling flesh
Running gentle touches
Over my skin
My body like a trickling rain
Misting over parched ground
Rejuvenating
Starved for the touch of life
That you fuse into my being
Right here
In this serene moment
Rubbing gentle trails across
Woven silk
Piecing together a peace
With which nothing else compares
Not now or ever
Running gentle touches
Over my skin
My body like a trickling rain
Misting over parched ground
Rejuvenating
Starved for the touch of life
That you fuse into my being
Right here
In this serene moment
Rubbing gentle trails across
Woven silk
Piecing together a peace
With which nothing else compares
Not now or ever
Published 14th Feb 2015
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