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Anticipation
Waiting for the hours to pass to be in your arms,
Longing for your touch, your love that warms.
Anticipation causing my body to shiver and shake,
Dreaming of the moment when we finally partake.
Time moves slowly, but my heart quickens pace,
Yearning for the closeness that only you can make.
Opening the door to endure pleasure with pain,
In love's intricate dance, we both stand to gain.
My body reacts to your sensual touch and kisses,
Igniting a fire, fulfilling my deepest wishes.
Your fingertips paint trails of desire on my skin,
Each touch a promise of the love we're both in.
Tracing patterns of love in every gentle caress,
In your arms, I find my truest happiness.
Loving the gentle side of your touches and all,
But what my body needs is its legs to sprawl.
Give me a necklace made of your fingers,
Touch me with magic where the twilight lingers.
Longing for your touch, your love that warms.
Anticipation causing my body to shiver and shake,
Dreaming of the moment when we finally partake.
Time moves slowly, but my heart quickens pace,
Yearning for the closeness that only you can make.
Opening the door to endure pleasure with pain,
In love's intricate dance, we both stand to gain.
My body reacts to your sensual touch and kisses,
Igniting a fire, fulfilling my deepest wishes.
Your fingertips paint trails of desire on my skin,
Each touch a promise of the love we're both in.
Tracing patterns of love in every gentle caress,
In your arms, I find my truest happiness.
Loving the gentle side of your touches and all,
But what my body needs is its legs to sprawl.
Give me a necklace made of your fingers,
Touch me with magic where the twilight lingers.
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