Discovering Desire

by Marsailli

Marsailli@btinternet.com

 

Discovering Desire

I need
to stroke your hair,
inhale the scent of you,
to kiss your soft, red lips, and hear
you sigh.

I long
to touch your cool,
white skin. To feel the curves
of your body on mine. My heart's
desire.

Do you
know how much I
love to see you smile, and
how the sound of your voice, makes
me feel?

I know
this isn't wrong,
the love I have for you.
No-one else ever made me feel
like this.

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