what I desire is you.
I desire the feeling of your fingers against the palm of my hand.
I desire the feeling of your lips against my own.
I desire the feeling of your hands against my throat.
I desire the way you gently throw me on the bed.
I desire the need in your voice when you say my name.
I desire your ways to dominate me.
I desire how you're always lustful around me, but never harsh.
what I desire is you.
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