My Ghost Lover

He tantalizes me with his touch
A warm tingling sensation follows his strokes
He makes my lips tingle
He plays with sensation
All over my body
The warmth alternating with the cold
Enveloping me with pleasure
And filling me with eager anticipation

He teases flirts and caresses me
Giving me a happiness
That I have never known

All within me and my mind.
But it is not any less for it
Only more.

He is merged with me
My companion
One with me in a way
that not many know of.

He and I share
A form of intimacy unparalleled

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