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I wrote you once When we were newWhile my body still trembledFrom the first feel of youYour essence And mineStill creepingDown my inner thighA short letter Of words meant to explainWhat I could not The weaknesses you createdImmortalizedBy the stain of blue ink on white paperI wrote it in my most decorative scriptScented with the pheromones Of my sex Sprinkled with whatever magic Or undeserved kindnessBrought you to meI kissed itHeld it up to the skyWith a prayer I wanted you to feel meTo need me as much as I needed youTo have isveçbahis the idea of loveGently knock at your doorTo have you open your heartTo the warmth of what I offerLay your head upon my bosom Wrap your arms around this bodyBreathBe soothed by meTake from me what you needMark me where you mustClaim what you want Need no other This is the little letter I wrote to youWords of my surrenderA great thing You slipped it into my palmStill sealedUnopened Stealing my breathWeakening my willWitnessing the meOn the brinkShedding isveçbahis giriş tearsAt just the feel of it On my skinUnwanted You thenPressed me nakedBareAgainst the strong lines of your bodySkin to skinRawYour heatWeakening all systems of senseSpreading through meIn small electric shocksLoosening my inhibitionsDampening me with hopeAs my need grew firmAnd pleadedLet me touch More You whispered:(As you slipped inside of me)I am a man If there is something You think I should knowThen speak it (You pushed at the doorOf my isveçbahis yeni giriş womb)Let me see the wordsAs they fall from your lips(And you slid home)Show me Your body’s desires What your soul craves(You opened me wideKneaded me loose)Pour what you are into meLet my tongue Scorch the last drop(You…needed…)I will absorbAll that is you(Me)Your satisfaction will be mine(As you…) And mine will be yours(Heard me…) No wordsNo writingNo letters(Scream your name)Not even the airShall come between us I once wrote you a letterWhich you returned UnreadWhen we were newWhen I was a girl confusedBlue ink on white paper Now I am a woman In need of no lettersKnowing the wordsA woman’s heart singsKnowing the love Of a real manI wear it on my bodyIn need of nothing Less
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