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You press against me, hand on the small of my back

I feel you.

I Whisper with hot breath into your ear.

Before Lust takes control

And we play animal in the darkness

Your fingernails painting a picture on my back

Teeth writing lyrics on my skin

And lips burning my flesh with hungry salutations

My body sings its praise

Arching and sighing at your touch..



...And my eyes blink awake

Sunlight spills from the windows onto my empty bed

I smile - my dream replaying in my head.