#439772 added July 11, 2006 at 11:10am Restrictions: None
Pull Me
You pull me close, I feel your flesh,
Warm, vibrant, alive beneath fingertips,
So cold and dark outside, it rains,
But you pull me close, I am consumed by flames.
Kiss me full upon the lips, I can’t contain,
The passion fills me, writhing under you caress,
I gasp for air as you pull me close, touching,
Flesh on flesh, lips on lips, I can’t get enough.
How perfectly you fill me, I am powerless,
I can bear no more, I cannot ask you to stop,
Fevered flesh beneath your exploring hands,
The passion mounts, the power flows, sighing,
You pull me close, close to your soul.
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