Touching
The feel of your skin how it touches my hands...
Makes my heart pound and begging for more....
My hands on your body feeling your curves...
Sending chills down my spine....
My lips on your lips make me want to be here with you....
I'm nervous and scared, yet willing and ready....
Sensuous games are more thrilling....
You hold me close, and I squeeze you tighter....
You take my breath away,...
and you breathing tells me you're nervous....
We stay there together,...
I'm engulfed in your touch....
Copyright © Donal Logue | Year Posted 2013
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