You draw a finger along the shape of my cheek,
cupping my face with tender hands
Breathing deeply the scent that I wear
your lips barely touching mine.
I desire, I want, I need.
You back me to the wall, using your presence as a barrier
and I groan with desire.
You capture my mouth in yours, possessing me
claiming what you want, what you desire, what you have earned.
Knees shake unable to support me
as I collapse into your arms.
You carry me forward and drop me on the bed
as I watch from lidded eyes.
There is no explanation required;
as you drop down next to me.
All we have is this time, this now
take me and make me yours.
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