The Passion Of A Woman
I'm sitting in class
I can't concentrate
Because all I can think about
Is touch you
The way it felt
To feel your skin-pressed up against mine
The way it feels when you're touching me
You completely blow my mind
Your kisses haunt my memory
Your scent still fills my nose
My passion, still, is burning strong
From my fingers to my toes
My hand is yearning to be placed in yours
My eyes need you to behold
My tongue is craving the way you taste
My heart and body-to you-are sold
My ears still long to hear your voice
- The angelic melody that escapes your lips
My body freezes, and I need your warmth
Your embrace, your touch, your kiss
Your smile ignites my passion
Your laughter drives me wild
I am thinking of you
Your-
Breaths, your moans
Your skin, your hair,
Your glow, your smile
And the way you move in reaction to
The feel of my-
Fingers
And
Tongue
Inside of you, and you're
Soft,
,warm,
,and wet
I can feel you soak my fingers
Where your loving mouths and my fingers met
I can feel you press against me
I can feel your breathing strike my neck
I can sense your love each time we touch
Every second our sweet bodies connect
These are the reasons why…
I am sitting here and thinking of you
The rest of the world matters not
I want you to know that when we're apart
Our love and passion still burns
hot