The Morning After

A desire so strong that craved for satisfaction.

Photo by Toa Heftiba on Unsplash

I woke up wanting your lips on mine
Your breath
To be my food
To awaken all the edges of my affection for you

I woke up with our legs intertwined
Your breasts on my rib cage
Throbbing
Bouncing
Your warmth to my freeze
Your body under my body

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