Intimacy

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The arch in my back
The kisses on the back of my neck
My flutter of noise escaping my throat
My hair on my lips, the gasp in my chest

Your heavy breath on my back
Your hand squeezing my thigh
Your hand writing poetry on my breast
Whispers in my ear that tip me towards insanity

Our hands melded together as I put mine on yours
Our hips dancing like freedom
Back against chest
Minds twisting and plead as one

"Beautiful" you say
I cannot speak while my fingers are curling
I plead once more, not knowing what for
Soft, wet kiss on my shoulder


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