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THE WAITING, NEEDING and WANTING

Brushing back my hair, so soft and gentle                      is your touch,  
Guiding my gaze, making me want you ever so much.  
My lips opens, breath warm, a lucious kiss within sight,  
Eager with anticipation,  my eyes, I have shut them tight.  

But the kiss never arrives I had wanted  and expected,  
A tug pulls me closer, I'm exposed but  
yet I'm respected.  
Bend down to my knees, sinking carefully and slowly  low,  
I kneel to pleasure you, my head's held up high, you know.  
 
Unzipping your pants, passion and desire fills up the air,  
Sating a new craving, a hunger for us two alone to share.  
Our mouths water, salivating within its silent plea,  
Yearning to be filled, wanting and needing to be set free.  
 
We whisper, "You're always wet," it's such a truthful claim,  
As our touch alone ignites within a raging, fiery, burning flame.
Written by monovox128 (Philis PriceDean)
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