Promise

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I feel the breeze on my skinAs it flows through the open window. The night air caresses my bodyLike a lover’s lingering kiss.The scent of the rosesDrifts through the room, Mixed with the sweetnessOf the falling rain.The sound triggers my pent-up needDeep within my aching soul. I can sense you near.My blood rushes quicker Çankaya Escort though my veinsAs I seek the whispers and your gentle love.The absence of your touch leaves My heart wanting And in hunger for you.In this moment, all I can do is feel,And embrace the lust Keçiören Escort that is consumingEvery last thought of my being. Raw and unrelenting,Need devours me like a wildfire.Your desire fuels my own;Without it, I am left cold.A whimper escape my lipsAs Etimesgut Escort I feel your breath on my neck.Your fingers trace down my spine, Making slow circles of love on my skin.I am lost to your touchAs your fingers continue Their journey of desire.Your hands worship the swellOf my luscious curves. You try to be gentle,But I can feel the growing need As you press closer to me.I crave your searching fingers,Moaning as they find me.Wet.Hot.And needing.With your whispers of devotion,Everything else fades.All that is left is you and me,And the promise of what is to come. This poem is only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.