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Forgetting
I am forgetting what is like to be pursued, to have someone woo me.
The romance, sweetness. I am forgetting what's like to be complemented and
complementary. I am forgetting what is like to be cared for.
I am forgetting the feel of a strong embrace, the touch of soft skin. The scent, feel and taste of a beautiful woman. The way she melts into me, responds to my
touch. How our needs, wants and desires mold us into one for moments, minutes and hours.
I am forgetting.
The romance, sweetness. I am forgetting what's like to be complemented and
complementary. I am forgetting what is like to be cared for.
I am forgetting the feel of a strong embrace, the touch of soft skin. The scent, feel and taste of a beautiful woman. The way she melts into me, responds to my
touch. How our needs, wants and desires mold us into one for moments, minutes and hours.
I am forgetting.
Published 15th Jul 2011
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