Strangers in passing while our true identities yearn for unmasking. I see you, I feel you and I need you in ways I never felt. Silently I sit alone pondering the cards my life has been dealt, thinking if you touch me will I reject you or melt into your hands like butter. Secretly I long for us to touch each other, sweet kisses and caresses that will leave me wanting more. My thoughts of you playing like a movie wondering what else is in store. This lingering feeling is making me think if you had my body in front of you how would you explore it? Looking into your eyes is a feeling that's euphoric. I can't ignore this lustful obsession I have are you a blessing or someone that's apart of my past?
Will I have moments of laughter or tears? I'm looking to have forever with years of loving you like it's our last day. No longer worried about the people around us and what they have to say. My heart beats for you and that's a song I'll always play when you enter the room and lay next to me as we continue on this path of love and ecstacy.
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