Passion
Love your partner how they want to be loved.
Lay me down or push me up against this wall
Kiss me passionately with all you go
Drive me crazy, heart pumping dramatically
Head spinning with excitement
Thoughts racing through my mind
I can't consume all these inappropriate scenarios passing through
Wanting to feel your touch all over me
Playing it over and over in my mind
Trying to take things slowly when all I really want is passion and love
Knowing these thoughts are impure but still crossing through
Pull my hair, our bodies entangled
Passionate kisses heating between us
Leading to more passionate things
Let's make it a night to remember
To repeat as often as can be
I want all the fantasies
Do you now understand me?
Kiss me in the pouring rain
Make all these thoughts go away
Passionately make love to me
Be my last and forever in holy matrimony
We all have a vision of how we see our relationship with a partner. We all dream of different scenarios of what could/is/be. We watch romantic movies and wonder, "Why isn't that me?" I can relate and its how I've been feeling lately, I know that eventually some of my thoughts will become a reality and have patience.
Can you relate?
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MICHELLE SMITH
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