A Wishful Touch...

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A wishful touch, soft and tender. Then a whisper, full of desire A sudden gasp of sweet surrender As passion fuels the fire No words spoken between them No promises to be kept No lies being told tonight No looking back - no regret Longing to hold each other Such precious little time Both vowed to another Being lonely their only crime The softness of your lips, whole As they slide over mine Taste like honey to my soul As they take me back in time Oh, the fire of your touch Like hot silk on your tender breasts The passion I crave so much As I taste the nectar of your kiss A Slowly drumming melody in my heart Your skin like a river of light My moan of pleasure as you start Ecstasy I'd never fight A lovers tune dances up my spine As the shadow of my embrace Slides across your thighs Ohhh sooo slowly the pace Our hearts mingled in rapture The torture of passion so sweet The affection of a thousand years As at least we meet Tomorrow maybe bringing sorrow A brief moment of shame With the memory of this one night A release from passion's flames.

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