The taste of you
remains on the very surface
of my lips
The touch of your hands
passionately lingers like a present dream
You awoke a certain heat
On every layer of my skin
now their are flames
that burns
deep and ardently
Inside of me.
Closing the blinds
touching my lips
Going down,as you create your favourite dish
wrapping your arms around my head.
As my lips savour your taste
going down lower and lower
Laying my back down.
~KLEINS
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