Her

By IvyLea   

I want to nestle up behind her...
Kiss her back ...
her shoulderblades...
Gently kiss her neck
and the place where
her body meets her arm... So sensitive...
So rarely touched.
I just want to feel her...
warm breath...
under a sigh and know: where my warm breath should be.
Know where each hand should graze...
and where each finger should feast.
What makes
her body writhe!
And makes her heart complete.

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As a Southern female in a small town my bisexuality and affinity toward the same sex was entertained in youth, ignored in hopes of eventual lack of interest as a young woman and ultimately denied and disdained by family, friends and community. When I'm intimate with man it further drives my desire...no...need...to give a woman what I know I desire. I know my true release and pleasure will come from fulfilling hers. And not exclusively physical. The girl in the photo is the girl I want to LOVE.