Doused thoughts of your softness against me.
I drain myself of want for you to fill me close.
My hands yours with flesh covering my sight.
Your body atop my thrusting receiving glory.
A curve of your lips show pleasures that grow.
The slight of your outline brings out my girth.
Firm I place my wants deep inside of you slow.
Pushing thoughts of me forever into your roots.
Immersed physically the emotion grasps tight.
Seeping into your heart still wet with the dew.
A want for forever to be our reason for living.
Missing is only the reality of you here with me.
I drain myself of want for you to fill me close.
My hands yours with flesh covering my sight.
Your body atop my thrusting receiving glory.
A curve of your lips show pleasures that grow.
The slight of your outline brings out my girth.
Firm I place my wants deep inside of you slow.
Pushing thoughts of me forever into your roots.
Immersed physically the emotion grasps tight.
Seeping into your heart still wet with the dew.
A want for forever to be our reason for living.
Missing is only the reality of you here with me.
© Jeph Rants
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