I want you to lay next to me,
shirtless,
with cotton pajama pants over your
favorite orange boxers,
I want you to reach over and
trace my body,
with nothing to me but a
small tank top and underwear.
I want to hear the groan in your throat,
and for you to whisper
"I want you so bad"
like every word is special and has it's own story
I want to look in your soul,
and see everything.
And I want to give in
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