Vulnerable


The smell of his cologne, the sweet embrace of my own.
Twinkling eyes, cheeks to blood, kisses blown.
Hands rubbing up my thighs, chills crawling up my spine,
Lips kissing on my neck, the shaking of my legs.
Fingers through his hair, both skins are now bare.
Mind in the clouds, his name echos loud.
Intertwined with each other, love reaching futher.
Sweat dripping, hands gripping.
A new sensation, hearts are racing.

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