The World of Myth Magazine

I long to once more feel your hands on my skin,
Softly caressing my sensitive flesh.
I remember your gentle touch on my flushed body,
Slowly arousing me to new heights.
I wish to once more see that look in your eyes,
When you gaze down on my upturned face.
I ache to feel your glorious weight pushing me into the mattress,
As we rush toward our slice of Heaven on Earth.
Every day, with every breath, I wish for the time when we are together again—
Apart no more.

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