The "l" Word

I want your touch,
-skin on skin-
make me feel again;
your lips on mine,
they breathe in life;
you touch me,
deep inside;
to loose control,
and only know-
perfect passion,
sweet submissions;
steal me,
heal me;
I am barely breathing
Copyright © | Year Posted 2005

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