Touching memory
I close my eyes and see you there,Remembering your caresses to my body,
I can feel your warm breath on my skin,
As my hands act as yours used to do,
Touching, so sensually, so lovingly,
Knowing exactly how to arouse me,
My whole body begins to tingle as I feel your touch,
In my minds eye your tongue slides gently down me,
Pausing only to lick and nibble in the places you knew I loved
My hands slowly explore my most intimate places,
Teasing sending electric shocks through me,
Warm and moist, my desire to be filled increases,
So warm and inviting, soft as silk,
Wanting, yearning a deep passionate need grows
The tempo of my fingers increase
As my insides crave release of my need.
A moan escapes my lips as my back arches towards my hands
Pushing my fingers deeper, urging those intense feelings to peak.
As a deep guttural sound comes from within my throat.
My mind and body cannot take much more.
My whole being is urging the final outcome and release,
Until at last...I cry out your name
As my body and mind explodes into a frenzy of passion.
My fingers urging another wave of intimacy through my body,
Gently slowing and allowing my breaths to return to normal...
I lay back to relax, exhausted, and completely fulfilled.
Poetry by Storm-fire
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Written on 2006-12-12 at 21:23
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