I see the sound of your breathing
the ebb and flow of your air
feeding the soul I glimpse through your eyes.
I hear the silence of your heartbeat
the rhythmic pulsing of your skin
beating against the faint tickle of my fingers.
I smell the sight of your wetness
the glistening dew drops there
drawing my restless imagination to your reality.
I touch the aroma of your lust
the scent of your womanhood
teasing my burning desire to be one with you.
I taste the heat of your passion
the folds of your depth
welcoming my face to feast on your fineness.
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