With my hands on your hips..
and a moan on your lips..
and the back of my palm ..
touching softly your arm..
and your heart pressed down ..
with the weight of your bust..
wanting me to interact ..
wanting it to be a thrust.
I just hope as we lie..
and our bodies are a tangle..
you can feel that my heart ..
sings your name as a jingle.
YOU ARE READING
Curves on paper
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