Desire
The intensity of his dark eyesThe playfullness of his smile
I want him
His perfect lips gently kissing my neck
His strong hands caress my back
I need him
His voice so smooth and sensual
Sends chills down my spine
And a burning in my soul
He's like a drug I crave him
He is sweet painful pleasure
Erotic bliss
The memory of him is in my mind
As I wait to see him again
My desire for him only grows stronger
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