Anticipation always gets the best of me
I wanted to tour her to an abyss full of satisfaction
Time did the moving as I caressed every inch of her skin
Stripping every layer of my soul
Giving in to her.
Light kisses cradled by her fingertips
The warmth on her lips
As we climb up the ladder
Her lips get wetter as my hands turn into a compass, coordinating her to a place she always envisioned
Space, naah!
The higher you go it gets colder
So we went down
To the bed
Diving in the sheets and drowning in our own heat
I felt every part of her skin, even her heartbeat
She closed her eyes, getting lost in what she felt
I took her breath away thus she gasped for more oxygen
As I inhaled her 37 degrees air.
The passion was thicker than mien
Running my fingers on her hair, jagged motions in sync
If one was to question what I loved the most
I'd passionately say, I love her rough edges of her body
Her body
Her damn electrifying body,
Toured me to a place I reminisce about and just grin.
Anti De Ja Vu
It's a place I've never been
To...
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