Hungry Am I....

Slipping and sliding, ripping and gliding
Thoughts of you rewind and replay in my mind
If I close my eyes I can feel your hands riding
Up my skirt and your fingers do flirt
And soon, my swelling wetness you find
And thoughts are blurred, sounds are slurred
I am lost in you, lost without you,
I swear even before I knew you, I felt you
You are sewn into the fabric of me
I can hear you on the wind,
I taste you in the air I breathe.
Lost in this bliss, scents and sounds collide
My head spins with you and I am dangerously high

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