Hooked
Hooked
By Sharon Moemise
He fills my mind every second of a day
Memories of his hands on my quivering body
His soft breath touching every part of me,
his strong hands gently caressing my skin
He whispers my name ever so softly,
his male scent filling me like and aphrodisiac
My mind whirls, my heart fills, head swirling
I’m utterly consumed, as I gasp for breath
This is not lust, God knows, just unadulterated love
I know as I open up my whole being to welcome him
Ever so gentle his kisses as he enters my soul
I hold on tight never to ever let him go
My moans filling his ears, driving him to a frenzy
His groans making me grind and shriek wildly
His thrust, his kisses and final groaning in my ear
Has me explode like a volcano, his lava gushing all over my body
Only by a mere touch from him, he owns my body
His voice, perfect smile and unique smell owns my mind
This wonderful man has to do nothing to own my heart
Although. Lord knows, he already owns my soul
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