Obsession

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The way your hands caress my body
The taste of your lips
The smell of your skin
The acceptance in your eyes
As you see into the depths of my soul
Has become my obsession

The way your tongue caresses your mouth as you speak my name
The hope that lies in your eyes as you hear my sighs of adoration
The catch in your breath as we kiss again
And again igniting a passion.
The feel of your arms holding me tight
Keeping me safe from the storm
Has become my obsession.

The thundering of your heartbeat
under my head
The lingering heaviness of your body
Upon mine.
The slide of your skin against me
as we lay cocooned together.
The timbre of your voice as you
Assail my ears with words of beauty
And love.
Has become my obsession.

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