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Fantasy Embrace
Fantasy Embrace
Sitting here, yearning for her presence,
my soul aches with longing, for her essence.
In this chair—her body a silhouette in twilight,
straddling me, a vision of pure, unspoken delight.
Choker tight, a midnight ribbon of allure,
a skirt that flirts, pink lace, mixed with passion and allure.
Hair cascading like a raven's song,
bare skin exposed, where panties belong.
Tattoos like a poem etched in black lace,
each curve a verse,
each line eye trace.
Soft kisses I place,
caressing her face,
her back arches,
her patience quakes,
watching her lips part, a slow, sensual spark,
she may lick her lips,
But, the rest is all mine.
Sitting here, yearning for her presence,
my soul aches with longing, for her essence.
In this chair—her body a silhouette in twilight,
straddling me, a vision of pure, unspoken delight.
Choker tight, a midnight ribbon of allure,
a skirt that flirts, pink lace, mixed with passion and allure.
Hair cascading like a raven's song,
bare skin exposed, where panties belong.
Tattoos like a poem etched in black lace,
each curve a verse,
each line eye trace.
Soft kisses I place,
caressing her face,
her back arches,
her patience quakes,
watching her lips part, a slow, sensual spark,
she may lick her lips,
But, the rest is all mine.
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