A Feeling
It's there, under the shade of darkness.
That of a warmth and soothing touch.
That of a beauty to behold in heart and life.
That of a woman who stole my heart there in the dark.
It was the touch of the oil to her skin to which draws me closer in.
That of her curves I feel, as she makes me drip with wet.
That of our bodies heating, as room temp rises.
Its there love was shared as two became as one.
As I will never forget the touch of the rub.
As not just that of the skin I rubbed but the inside them thighs did rub.
But it will always be a thought in heart.
As with you, I've missed very much.
But send still, great kisses of love.
And wishing of us, one day being in love.
Copyright © Steve Harvell | Year Posted 2009
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