Goosebumps of ecstasy
As she trails a finger down my jaw.
A husky groan, barely audible,
Rumbles in my chest.
Fire erupts in my veins.
Images of her sensuous curves
Flood my mind as she traces
My lips with her finger.
For ten years
I have longed to hold
Her in my arms, and now
I can't imagine ever letting go.
When I run my hands through
Her ebony hair, she sighs
With pleasure and
Parts her lips,
Inviting me
For a
Kiss.
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Woodland Bliss
Poetry"Never will I fall in love again." -- Ravella "They keep telling me to make the first move, but it's not that simple." -- Andrew ___ Drew has crippling social anxiety. Vella has scars that run deep. Two friends decide to give love another chance. __...
