what if i told u..?
if i could touch u, could u imagine what it would feel like? could u imagine it being so light that
u ask yourself if it even happened.
if i could touch u, would u know how warm my hands would be.... pulsating life, the urge to absorb u through my fingers
my palms
could u imagine hands travelling so slowly
so deliberately
paced...
measuring
u ask yourself if it even happened.
if i could touch u, would u know how warm my hands would be.... pulsating life, the urge to absorb u through my fingers
my palms
could u imagine hands travelling so slowly
so deliberately
paced...
measuring
....every inch of u.
if i told u that my touch would make u gasp
would u believe me?
what if i told u my touch would read every thought u may try to hide from me.
what if i told u my touch would know to translate those thoughts,
and what if i told u your eyes would be the windows of pleasures felt
proof of your drowning in a touch intoxicating.
so
if i told u that my touch would make u gasp
would u believe me?
what if i told u my touch would read every thought u may try to hide from me.
what if i told u my touch would know to translate those thoughts,
and what if i told u your eyes would be the windows of pleasures felt
proof of your drowning in a touch intoxicating.
so
imagine an erotic tortuous indulgence of hands that know to possess
hands that know to caress
hands that know to welcome
hands that know...
hands that know to caress
hands that know to welcome
hands that know...
RB.
Would love to feel the touch of your hands, the caress of your fingers, the welcome of you.....
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