Complexion
Your skin as soft as silk
The color glows like a star –lit sky
Warm, caramel essence
Awakens my soul, body, and mind.
I yearn for your touch
A dark, aching need for your skin;
A need that sears right down to my core
The depths of my heart.
Your lips; soft, moist, tender.
They make my body quiver for more
Your strong physique
Holds me close
Shivers run down my spine
Your complexion is perfection.
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