I feel the breeze on my skin
As it flows through the open window. 
The night air caresses my body
Like a lover's lingering kiss.

The scent of the roses
Drifts through the room, 
Mixed with the sweetness
Of the falling rain.

The sound triggers my pent-up need
Deep within my aching soul. 

I can sense you near.

My blood rushes quicker though my veins
As I seek the whispers and your gentle love.
The absence of your touch leaves 
My heart wanting 
And in hunger for you.

In this moment, all I can do is feel,
And embrace the lust that is consuming
Every last thought of my being. 

Raw and unrelenting,
Need devours me like a wildfire.
Your desire fuels my own;
Without it, I am left cold.

A whimper escape my lips
As I feel your breath on my neck.
Your fingers trace down my spine, 
Making slow circles of love on my skin.

I am lost to your touch
As your fingers continue 
Their journey of desire.
Your hands worship the swell
Of my luscious curves. 

You try to be gentle,
But I can feel the growing need 
As you press closer to me.
I crave your searching fingers,
Moaning as they find me.
Wet.
Hot.
And needing.

With your whispers of devotion,
Everything else fades.
All that is left is you and me,
And the promise of what is to come.

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