Poem 5

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I woke up
To you
Running you fingers
Down
My
Back

       Sensations filled me
As your hands
Are on my hips

Pinning me down
To where I lay

Your touch, like ice
Sends a fire through
My veins
          
                  Pooling desire,
Give me more
I beg

Love me endlessly
In this pit
Of
Fire

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