I truly miss your touch.
The way your fingers danced across my tingling body,
and your teeth gently pressed upon my nipples.
I long to feel the warmth from your beautiful form,
as it so delicately embraced with mine.
Your sweet, soft kisses blazing a trail of lust,
meandering down my chest and toward my waist.
I yearn to feel you again.
The manner in which your silky smooth palms glided,
benevolently, stroking my firm manhood in your grasp.
How your tongue would lap underneath my organs,
and cautiously slide up my shaft and to the head,
until you would graciously take me within your mouth.
Bobbing up and down, your throat generously accommodating me,
forcing yourself down every last inch,
then gagging with that alluring, lustful grin.
I want to please you.
How so I miss taking my turn pleasuring my muse,
groping your large, full breasts, and kissing the nape of your neck.
Nibbling on the lobe of your ear,
wrapping your hair around my hand,
and giving a dominant little tug.
I miss tasting the delicious juices of your womanhood,
worshiping at your gorgeous altar,
and enjoying every moment my tongue whipped back and forth,
alongside the walls and deep inside you.
I miss rolling you over, and being enthralled by your incomparable backside.
Spreading apart those perfect cheeks, and sliding my tongue,
gleefully, into your anal love tunnel.
I loved our time together.
The years we spent as "us,"
and all the time we piled up in the bedroom.
You were amazing, ineffable, and truly a sexual goddess.
Perhaps one day, we'll cross paths again on this journey through life;
but in any scenario, I will always cherish you.
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