Lusting for the touch
Longing for the feel
One taste, now she's gone
Gone for good,
Lost to lust
She's got this burning,
Yearning feeling
It starts in her toes
Wiggles and worms
All the way up
Through her bones
And through her blood
A passion like no other
She burns for the touch
She yearns for the feel
A sparkling fire in her fingers
A crackling rage in her heart
Only one man can settle
By giving her the touch
Showing her the feel
Letting her run into her lust
Longing, lusting, leaving love behind
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