by
tj

I feel the flame of this attraction

Warming my heart

Searing my flesh

With your phantom

Touch.

I close my eyes and see a mess

Of tangled limbs

Of sweaty breasts

Of

Wet

Apexes

Merged by moisture

Formed in desires

Licked and stoked by the flames of this

Attraction.

I inhale and breathe in the scent of

You

Your taste on my lips

Feel your hands on my hips

See myself on my knees

Begging and pleading

Please…

Please…

I sit in silence and hear you breathe,

You moan,

You gasp my name.

And savour the sting of that

Pain

So very sweet

I bury my hand in my

Vulnerability.

And know even from so far away

You are not unmoved

Untouched

Unburned

By this…

Heat.

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