i drift off into the measure of him, his scent hunts me his passion gives me, and his touch is my destruction. he is my curse, my drug, my pillow into sleep, my fantsy in every way that their is, he's like the shadow that follows me in the day whispering words of foolish smiles.
and in my nights he shakes me. he touches me like no other he is secret i keep, share him i do not, it is this passion i long for. like a warmth that travels down my spin, on those cold winters night.
is blood boils my insides like a volcano getting ready to erupt, flowing across the gentleness of my skin, he is my whipser of need on lonely nights i say his nme in a low voice and he appears by my side, cuddling me into a dream, roping me with the strength of all thats is a whipsers dream.
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