The imagination is such a powerful place.
The grazing of her touch against the curves of my silhouette,
The pressure of her body pressed against mine.
I silently ache for her.
Her lips against mine sending a chill down my spine,
As her tongue dances lightly against mine.
Her soft gasps as she tries to catch her breath,
She leaves me drenched in anticipation for her next move.
I’m craving for her hands to explore my body like a temple.
Her hands around my back as her fingertips carve their love notes.
Imagining our bodies entangled like the stars amongst the cosmos.
God damn I’m so eager for more.
But I supposed my hands between my legs will have to suffice for now.
About the Creator
K F
just your friendly neighborhood lesbian with so much words to articulate from the folds of her mind into heart felt stanzas.
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