Lust
I imagined kissing you a dozen times,
You'd pull me close,
Gently touch my cheek,
I'd fall deep into your eyes,
You'd pull me closer until I could feel your hot breath upon me,
You'd graze your lips with mine,
Then your fingers filled with lust, tightened their grip around me,
Our bodies reaching out for that 'touch, '
That single 'touch' that would knock all others out of the history books,
And until we could no longer stand it,
We'd pull into each other like two magnetic fields,
Full of passion and hunger,
Our lips would rest on each other like two puzzle pieces,
Your tongue so compelling bursting with lecherousness,
That mine laid down all commands to yours!
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