I imagine you caressing me softly
The ghost of your lips
against my skin
The intimacy of the night
sheathing us in the
unbeknown darkness
The tenor of your voice
Speaking of adoration
as we lay in intimacy
& the crook of you neck
Where I nuzzle and press
My love into;
I imagine your beating heart
In contact with mine,
Chests pressed together
You're in between my legs
As I look at you,
Above me shining brighter
Then the stars miles above you
// {A/N what do you think of this? I haven't written anything, as intimate or sexual before x}
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Love // Thought
PoetryPoems about unrequited love, melancholia, and thoughts day-to-day (Updated randomly)