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The Wall
my back against the wall
The brick scratching my flesh
His hand in my hair
Pulling my head back
And lifting me up
He bends down
And kisses me deeply
His body is firmly against mine
His other hand
Travels to my breast
Caressing it
my arms around Him
my hands grasping His hair
The weight of His body
Caressing me, holding me
i tremble against Him
For Him, because of Him
Supported by Him and the wall.
Although I dislike the beginning details of the poem, it ends very triumphantly, and for that, and only that, I applaud your accomplishment here.
Starward