I Like the Way He Whispers
I like the way he whispers in my ear
Even when I don't know what he's saying...
I like how under the delicate veil of night
He held me close beside him
And put my hand gently to his lips
And kissed my fingers...
I like the way his lips on my finger
Can make me forget everything but this
Darkly sweet sensation-
I want to feel it on every part of me...
The way he presses his lips
To my fingers...
Copyright © Cameron Hartley | Year Posted 2014
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