Seeing You

Pleasure cums a thousand ways
just in a daze
my designated stare
can compare
to the orgasmic feelings that transcend
just to watch you
Electric sunlight
blocks my view
I get sooo lonely
When I can't see you.
So I inhale to capture a hint of your scent, CK1
Or whatever it may be.
What ever you wear
Always satisfies me
On the brink of ecstasy without one touch of your hard
But knowing you want me
Sends fire to the seat of my pants.
I watch your lips as you talk
I watch your backside when you walk.
Then I can't stand no more
my legs tremble from the release of passion.
Now that's safe sex
with no real action.

By Taura Stinson of Emage

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