With just a simple stare or caress, I get lost in your world of domination, lost in your gaze of determination. My fury so intense, my body trembles, my pearl glistens and my heart rate increases. Just the thought of his stare on me. looking past my clothing, past my under garmets. To my very soul, to my very core. My body flutters as his hands slowly caress my shoulders. Goose bumps forming. Those eyes. I submit to those fiery passionate eyes. I hear your heart beat skip from across the room, or was that me? My chest rises and falls ans excitement takes over. My imagination is taking me to euphoric paradises with that stare. Longing for the day to touch that hand and kiss those lips and surrender myself to you.
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Isabel Ana Zavala
Have been loving to write since a child. Never got anything published, I write more for myself. My everyday life. My children, My illnesses. The darkness we all have, The lightness we all want.
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