Friday, June 8, 2012
Strong hands
Strong hands, grab me, hold me until I melt in you. Buried in your warmth, until I forget myself and the daily struggles, grazing in the pleasures and joys of your body, basking in your scent, drowning deeper and deeper in the beauty of your flesh, making a room of my own into your skin. Our souls will sing in unison to the rhythm of our hearts, sweat and tears hold the magic essence of our union, mixing a potion of genuine bliss. Posses every pore of my human imperfection, express all your animal instincts in the jungle of my bedroom and take me in a neverending wave of ecstasy, ebb and flow of my purest self. Yet I dream of you, every night, taking me to this unexplored territory, where I am part of you and you are mine. Wake me from this reverie of desire and longing, lead me, touch me with your strong, strong hands.
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