Depression Quotes

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I want your body
pressed up against my heart.
I want your hands spreading my
thoughts,
lingering over the curves of my
passions,
gripping my
hopes,
stroking my
opinions.
and cupping my
desires.

I want your souls
breathing heavily against my
collarbones.
I want your thoughts
nibbling on my ears,
your passions pressed against my
lips,
your hopes
naked on my skin,
your opinions
hard under my hands
and your desires...
I want your desires
letting out soft little moans
against my soul.

I want you.

ojc

11-1-16