Anight Alone

Anight Alone

I desire your touch 

Caress my sin with slender
Fingers and let it linger
Oh, just a touch 

Sip a hint of your sent to excite
My sentses, while you
Shiver a whisper through my ear
Soft, delicate, and clear 

Your beauty an exquisite exhibit to
Behold, oh, to hold
And drink it in 

Caress my sin

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