I Do Cry
I do cry for you at night, baby, and I am frightened of this love, for the love you
make is to my mind;
i want to satisfy every fantasy; make it reality.
So much I see in you...
Brilliance.
Kindness.
Sensuality.
Creativity.
I run for fear of being burned again, and I cannot allow that...ever.
I'm enchanted, trapped in a spell of delusions because I am unable to touch
you...
taste you...
feel your warmth upon my neck...
feel your mouth on my dark, erect nipples.
Do you know how much you turn me on...? How much I want our tongues to
explore....? Everywhere.
So deep, go deeper into me, and
promise me forever.
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