Sleepless

Touch me in the dark,

spread my legs apart,

brown thighs draped

in crimson sheets,

an opening as deep

as the parted red sea.

Texture my skin with

your lips, haunt my

flesh closely with your

deep warm breaths,

trace comforting

whispers against

my fears, tell me

that you like the

way I taste, tell me

that you like to feel

my tiny plump breasts

against your chest,

tell me, tell me, tell me,

just tell me that you love me,

give me a reason to

really feel you inside me.

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