Tell MeA Poem by chandlerl
My fingers tremble
my mind reals and craves, to feel your skin, to know your touch. I know it's wrong, but let's prove it right. Show me you want me, help me commit this pleasure Tell me you want me and I'll lay you down. Caress your face and kiss those beautiful lips. I'll push you back and feel a moan, rise in your chest. Feel my finger tips moving lower. Hear my sweet nothings in your ear. Let my fingers skim your skin, driving you insane. Help me- make you scream my name Help me- take away your every pain. © 2012 chandlerl |
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Added on December 13, 2012 Last Updated on December 13, 2012 Authorchandlerlantioch, CAAboutIve been a writer for a long time...disspite my age...I write mostly dark...twisty stuff...with an occasional light at the end... more..Writing
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