I need hands and heated glances
Your tongue plunging into my mouth
Teasing me
Hovering over me
Gently caressing me
Tenderness, Heat
Moans and wetness
Hands, Melting
Reassuring me that I'm alive
Making me feel
Real
Wanted
Wanton
Heat
A room smelling of sex
The crying afterwards
The regret
The fake love filling me, Warming me
I hold you so tightly, to me, in me
Afraid
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