Intimacy
You sit,
and place me down across your lap
Gently you stroke my skin
slow, languorous caresses
your hands...
holding me,
touching me
I offer myself to them.
Your eyes...
never leave my face,
you gaze lovingly at me,
undertones of hunger,
A slight smile playing on your lips.
I watch you
through heavy lidded eyes
that speak my love and lust
only to you
only for you
and I lie wrapped in your love
nothing between us
intimacy.
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