Haunting Desires

My god,

I can taste you in my dreams. 

Your hands on my curves,

Your lips on my nipple.

I can feel you against my walls.

Your voice lingering on the side of my neck as it leads me to orgasm.

I can smell you as well.

The smell of weed mixed with cheap vodka enlightens my body and soul.

I can see you in my dreams.

Your presence is noticed before you even walk in.

Your smile can easily bring me to my knees.

You fuel my lustful fantasies,

My haunting desires.

You’re all I need

And I will do everything,

And anything,

It takes to have you as mine

And mine only.

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