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Touch

I have been waiting for this moment for a lifetime.
Your hands on my neck,
Your fingers on my skin,
My body reacts to your touch,
Just as she should.
Laboured breathing,
Scattered brain,
Pulse quickened.
I can barely focus,
But baby please don't stop your sweet torture.
Your lips on mine,
Feel like heaven.
Please, touch me
Where there is heaviness,
Please, touch me
Where there is wetness.
Make my skin burn under your touch.
Let me touch you,
Where it is heavy.
Let me touch you,
Where it is hard.
Let me touch you,
With my hands,
With my lips,
With my tongue,
With my body.
Please baby,
Don't stop.
Keep your fingers right there.
Make me yours,
With shivers of the body
And gushes of my flower.
Please,
Touch me,
As if I'm yours.