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I miss...

The
sweetness...

Of flesh
meshed with sweat
Is a foreign notion
to me now


As my thoughts move like
staccato notes over my need
To be touched

This Ache...
all too familiar
This want...
Is almost too much

As my dreams unfurl
I am kissed
By unseen lips

As I feel hands travel
along my...
well defined hips

With whispers of promised
passion circling all around me

As silk ties bound me...

I am inescapably captured
Praying to be devoured... and
Over powered...

I want to submit
to the sweetness of this
Decadent Trist

Indeed... it is passion
that I miss

As My want ...
becomes an insatiable need
To my Dream Lover I now plead

Hedonistic Desire
sends heat through my core
Leaving me writhing...and aching
and wanting for more

I miss...
strong arms around my frame

I miss hearing Love
call out my name

I miss being
intertwined like vines
I miss...
Sipping My Lover's
Sweet Wine

I miss
My hills & Valleys
Being caressed ... and licked

I miss being spanked & bitten
I miss sex scenes...
That have yet to be written

I miss
the beat of another
heart near mine
I miss
Being loved...
All the time
Firebyrd
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