Poetry

Magic

I have an ache, a yearning,  a burning desire –
To feel flesh on flesh turning embers to fire.
To feel your breath upon my skin,
Passion and ecstasy swirling within.
Your heat melts my soul,
Has me dripping wet
The touch of your hands,
I can’t forget.
Our energies entwined in an ancient dance
With a connection that’s been there since first glance.

It’s undefined but strong and true
We can make magic, me and you.

© LMS

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