I like the roughness of the stubble around your lips,
and tracing their outline with my tongue.
Your mouth opens in submission to my exploration.
The hot, silky feeling of your tongue in my mouth &
the firm pressure of your body beneath me.
Kissing your ears, neck;
my hands in your hair;
biting your lips,
feeling warmth in places where there was none;
and when you are gone, there is nothing, and I am empty.

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