Sensuality

Between you and me,
The fresh sheets that engulf our love
In distant lands, futures, we’d be a dying breed.

Flames licking upon my heart as I gasp beneath your touch,
Rugged hands cover me,cower me,lower me into something primal
I cannot give you up.

Love does not describe this.
This is complete bliss,sheer pleasure beyond the senses.
Corralled into tight spaces of lust in afternoon lights.

I love you.
I crave you.
I need you.

MG ⭐6\25\2015

 

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