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Craving your touch
My skin yearns for your gentle caress,
My lips, a whispered promise to impress.
In darkness, I feel your warm embrace,
A haven where love finds its sacred space.
Your fingers trace the curves of my soul,
Awakening desires that make me whole.
Every touch...
My lips, a whispered promise to impress.
In darkness, I feel your warm embrace,
A haven where love finds its sacred space.
Your fingers trace the curves of my soul,
Awakening desires that make me whole.
Every touch...
