the want to feel
the need to feel
blossomed eyes growing into your soul
a familiar hand brush your face
rumbling tunes of a heartbeat beside you
sweet saliva drying on your lips
echos of footsteps down the hall
soft warm skin pressing close
glowing embers from a voice
the want to feel
......
the want to feel
the need to feel
blossomed eyes growing into your soul
a familiar hand brush your face
rumbling tunes of a heartbeat beside you
sweet saliva drying on your lips
echos of footsteps down the hall
soft warm skin pressing close
glowing embers from a voice
the want to feel
......