My Longing

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A little poem about desire and longing

Photo by Ryan De Hamer on Unsplash

Delicious fire running through my veins.

I slowly move my body to the beat.

My mouth wants to be eaten.

My body wants to be touched.

Touch me, love of mine.

Touch me with your warm hands.

I will dance naked underneath the rain.

Feel the heat of my desire.

My skin is longing to feel you.

Find the meaning of this.

Find what I mean to you.

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Patricia Pixie❤
Patricia Pixie❤

Written by Patricia Pixie❤

Billingual writer/music lover/tarot reader/Interested in the mysteries of the human mind misspatypixie@outlook.com

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