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