I really miss holding
you in my arms the curve of your breasts resting in my
palms tasting the bitter sweet nectar of your lips feeling
your arousal between my finger tips touching of your soft
velvet skin with exquisite lines your quiver of excitement at
what my hand finds placing my hot passion where it has long
since been wet gazing upon each other our grins are firmly
set yet when I open my eyes I find I am but alone missing
you dearly as I reach for the phone.
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Barry R. Long, 29th. December 2004 published:
www.tardemstudios.co.nz - 24th. January 2005
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