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Lusting for you

A poem about a former lover.
I look at you, I feel so strong;

how could my lust, be so wrong?

I see you move, right close to me;

I want to melt, when you dance and swing.

you come to me, I stretch my arms;

I feel your body, oh so warm.

I feel your breasts, press into me;

your blue eyes shine, and me they see.

I feel your lips, upon my neck;

I shudder, but, my passion’s checked.

come to me, I pull you near;

for you I lust, my lovely dear.

I feel your breath, so hot and warm;

your skins so soft, as I caress your arm.

damn, I want you, so bad it seems;

I go for you, on bended knees.

I taste your flesh, I want much more;

my passion’s growing and begins to soar.

I see the smile, come across your face;

your lips are pursed, my head's in place.

I hear you sing, I feel you cum;

my lovely darling, you are the one.

I slowly rise, I kiss your face;

your head's still spinning, in outer space.

you come back down, you profess your love;

you're heaven sent, from up above.

the sun arises, from somewhere deep;

it arouses us, from our deep sleep.

I look at you, I see your eyes;

I remember you, and last night's sighs.

I feel content, I hold you close;

last night’s lust, is today's repose.

we go our ways, we come back home;

the world still turns, tomorrow unknown

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