Skin-to-Skin Contact

Love Blossoms

We were just two lonely people

looking for skin-to-skin contact,

exchanging body heat and sweat

and passionate kisses.


I make my home in your muscular arms,

wrap myself tightly around you 

so our limbs are intertwined

and our chests rise in unison.


I breathe you in and 

savor your masculine scent,

run my fingers through

your salt-and-pepper hair.


I just want you to bury 

yourself deep inside 

and once you succumb to reach

in me and take me to heaven.

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