Emma Woods

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Every Time She Moves - Poem by Emma Woods

She runs her fingers down my spine
Sending shivers through my veins
She wipes away tears no longer cried
Sending me slowly gradually insane
Her touch is soft as wings of butterflies
Her lips brush lightly along my back
Her hands move gently down to my waist
Making me weak through breath I lack
She kisses my lips and gently bites my neck
Her green eyes look up and stare into mine
Her hands wander freely up to my head
Her scent smell sweatly of perfume and wine
Her lips move down my chest to my thighs
Gently biting the insides of my legs and planting small kisses
My entire body trembles as every time she touches me
And she does things to me that I cannot speak
She slowly drains every inch of energy I have
And she takes away every breath I inhale
She penetrates my body like a wild creature
And every time she moves against me she feels so good
The tingling sensation is overwhelming as she touches me
And as her never ending energy takes over we drown together
She rests her head on my chest and gently grasps my arms
And as we lay breathlessly we lay still and hand in hand

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, August 14, 2008

Poem Edited: Wednesday, August 27, 2008

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