Desirires
I have a desire for every square inch.. ( Of You )
The smell of your breath on my needing lips,
The taste of you under my covers,
And your voice rummaging though every vein of my body.
I crave to cuddle with you in my arms,
Letting the beat of your heart sooth my achy soul..
Copyright © Donal Logue | Year Posted 2015
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