I'm scared of what you represent, because in my opinion you are my darkness.
You are my desires turned flesh by the Gods.
I love it when your breath is hot on my skin,
when your hands caress me.
I shiver now thinking about it.
You are what I need.
The only thing I fear is that my body will never feel your touch again.
I hope that my fear has no ground to stand upon.
I would miss your velvet touch on my skin,
or your luscious lips caressing my body,
and even your bare flesh brushing my bare flesh.
When I look into the sky, I day dream about you.
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