I want to make love to you, underneath the night sky. The stars the only witness, under which we lie. Miles away from everyone, on a blanket in a field. Our two bodies join as one, as time begins to yield. The air is so cold, but does us no harm. It doesn't even touch us, your heat keeps me warm. I want to feel your lips, caress my body all over. You send me in an emotional high, and then your touch makes me sober. I want to feel your body, pressed up next to mine. I want you to hold me close, as our bodies intertwine. I want you to tell me, you love me so much. I just want to tell you, you hold me in your clutch. I want to hold you in my arms, laying with you, watching the moon. I want to feel your heartbeat, and know I'll be with you again soon.
Reason for writing:
The way I feel sometimes
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