I don't know who she is,
but I know what I have to give.
Gentle hands
to caress her slowly
from the top of her head
down to her legs.
I hover my nails
over delicate skin,
wanting nothing
only to give.
The feel of her lips,
her skin upon mine
as I kiss every inch
she cant help but flinch.
As I pull her close
to hold in my arms,
she is at peace
feeling nothing but ease.
I dont know who she is
but I know what I have to give...
to hold her forever
not ever let go.
About the Creator
T.H.
I’m just me, I don’t really write a lot,not that great at it, but sometimes I enjoy it. :)
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