The First
friendly faces in the eyes of those I have not met
familiar touches in new found fingers still not well known.
all seem unimportant when I imagine....
dreams of the sheer ecstasy of your phantom touch
quivers of pleasures my body has not yet felt by you or any other.
feelings felt and words spoken only meant for souly you
intimate details reveal themselves, drawn out of me by your smooth tongue and soft lips.
those three words that mean so much show me the entirity if their meaning
tangled in with lust and devotion.
unfamiliar whirlwind of consciousness, emotions
all I have left to say
the only thing left to say
I love you
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