Needing
I’m curled up in your sheets
Drinking in your essence.
Wanting becomes needing, desperation,
For your touch between my thighs,
Your lips on my neck,
Fulfillment and ecstasy.
I need every inch of you,
Every piece of you,
Wrapped up in my heart.
Copyright © Ashley Plimpton | Year Posted 2015
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