If I touch your rosen cheek,
This warmth, this softness, I can’t wait to seek.
My fingertips tracing the curve,
As my desire for you starts to serve,
I crave for more, oh sweet satisfaction,
The arousal I feel, takes me to another dimension,
My love for you, ever so bold,
As the pleasure within, we both behold.
© VishalDutia
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