For now...I can only dream
Wish and fantasize,
Hoping my vision of Him forms
As I close my eyes.
He holds me close and tight
But with a gentle touch,
The desire to have Him here
Becomes too much.
His eyes and soul meet mine
Every time we embrace,
Passions collide as our bodies touch
And my heart begins to race.
Knees buckle, palms sweat,
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