Fantasy…or reality

By: crimson.bead

Angel-breath whispers drift to my ear

Hypnotic surrender without fear

Warm breath falls on my neck like dew

From your loving caress, spiritual moments ensue.

Silk fingers wipe the dust off my skin

For so long I have been passionately aching

Wipe the cobwebs off my inhibited sensuality

Lustfully awaiting eventuality.

Gaze upon me as if I am your angel

I know I am both willing and able

Deserving of love, respect, and dignity

I am safe and free in this sanctity

Help me unchain my burning desire

While keeping mind and body entire

Feed my need to be wanted and loved

Confirm my belief that I am worthy enough

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