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Saturday, 7 September 2013

Senses

Senses

The taste of your kiss on my tongue,
The scent of you hangs in the air,
The feel of you quivering 'neath my fingers,
As I brush my cheek across your hair.
The sound of you gasping with pleasure,
The sight of your eyes filled with awe,
And the knowledge that I'll always have you,
That I will be lonesome no more.




By J. Barrett
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