I imagine your hands
tracing every inch of me
rearranging strands of my hair
finding their way to the nape of my neck
I imagine being pulled in close to you
the touch of your hand on my lower back
the craving of being even closer
I imagine the intensity of us
the heat between our two bodies
the satisfaction of your breath on my skin
My imagination runs wild with ideas.
I turn them into wishes
and you've become one.
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