![]() LustA Poem by ZipporaThe thrill. The waiting. The wanting. The lusting. It feels me with anticipation from the tip of my lips down. And all I want is you. The kissing. The grasping. The gasping. The longing. I enjoy every second on the edge but I want so badly to just dive in. The moaning. The groping. The trust. The love. Every moment last so long. Every brush of the lips so bittersweet and sensual. Every time wanting more and not wanting it to end. Lust in it’s finest form.
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