touching with fingers
touching with souls
one feels like heaven
the other sparks and burns
body and mind
both begging for more
he lent his tongue
like a gift
and I fell to the floor
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passion, yours and mine
coats my skin,
desperation tearing me apart.
I wonder if I'll feel better
once this mess is gone,
or like all things valuable,
my desires were better kept
locked away.
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