Love Touched
It warms my insides like your touch on my flesh
We cuddle before the roaring fire as we watch the flames
Crackle their way towards the chimney.
The smooth, furry bearskin rug, soft against our nakedness
Eyes devouring every inch of your sensual skin
Our hands touch... fingers entwine...
I see the reflection of the flame dancing about
in your smoldering eyes
Along with physical, aching desire.
Your lips slowly, tenderly meet with mine
Your fingers tangle in my mussed up hair
Your tongue sensually traces the outline of my lips
Desire starts deep in my loins fanning out thru my thighs
Anticipation is building as I think of
what's to come
Our ragged breathing the only sound
In your arms is where I want to be forever.
~Whisper~
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