Thursday, October 30, 2008

RESIST


I can’t resist the thought of your touch
The longing and teasing
The sudden urge burning deep inside and
The need that only you can provide
Envision my finger tips,
Caressing every inch of your body,
Exploring your deadly sins…
Your lips
On my lips and
Your thighs within mine
The beating of my heart
Pounding, throbbing
As ecstasy waits
I can’t resist the thought of your touch
As your hand slide up my legs reaching
Like a venomous snake creeping and creeping
Attacking and devouring its prey.
“Satisfaction” the only word that can describe
As I savor each touch and the yearning subsides.
Oh, but there it is; the hunger all over again…

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