My heart beats faster as I almost expect you to be there,
As I look for you for, for your eyes, for your lips, for your touch.
My skin yearns for you, for your fingers to linger across my chest.
My lips need your soft tender kiss. I can't keep doing this I can't stop doing this, I need this, I need you. I.. need.. you. This thing, this yearning, this lust, I need.
My skin yearns for you, for your fingers to linger across my chest. My lips need your soft tender kiss....i need you, i need you...... this yearning is so intense dear poetess. thank u for the emotions.. tony
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I would like to translate this poem
very fine poem...... you write without taboos.. we need such poets who write without taboos.. dev