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Oh...my...God What I feel when I think of you Your lips on mine Tongues teasing Kisses pleasing Words cannot begin to describe What I see when I think of you Visions of you and me Wrapped up Caught up Reality and Dreamland become one What I sense to be when I think of you A world only you can take me to A chill that tremors my body... As softly as butterflies flutter I almost ache for you In my heart In my soul Between my legs In my head Almost in tears Why am I doing this to myself? Losing myself Killing myself... As softly as butterflies flutter My body's memory tortures me If I don't busy myself Work myself Occupy myself So I don't think about you But I want you And I can't help it I shake my head to loose myself Try to check myself So I don't lose control of myself Just remembering can't do you justice When I think of you Smell you Look at you Touch you Taste you Feel you...inside of me...in more ways than one Your hands in my hair My head on your chest...resting Or your kisses down my spine My whispers of your name...loving The feelings, the emotions, the range is infinite The most powerful though...the one I look forward to most And at the same time dread The one that tells me something's real and is just not in my head The beauty I see The happiness I feel The aroma of love I smell The raw nature that transpires... When butterflies flutter |