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Saturday, December 10, 2011

I taste you in my sleep...

The subtle spice
of sex and salt,
sweet on my tongue;
I taste you in my sleep.

Your seductive scent,
the harbinger of memory and want,
teases me in the half light of dawn.

I feel your fingers
tangled in my hair,
and the push and pull
as you guide me.

There is no focus anymore,

Just You

You
are all there is,
the Only thing;
Everything.

If crawling under your skin
were actually an option
I'd try it

Just to be
thatmuchcloser
to
You.

You,
who are summer and seduction
on these cold winter nights.

You,
who are the secret smile
on long busy days.

You,
who are the stealer
of sensible thought,
in poorly lit rooms
after hours.

In the cool twilight,
I wrap your Heat
around me
and
ride it
through the darkness.

I burn for you
when I am alone.

Tireless
Tempting
Sensual
Satisfying

You
are all these things
and more
and
I
am like a woman
found again
in the fiery sweetness
of your touch.

The subtle spice
of sex and salt,
sweet on my tongue;
I taste you in my sleep.

© Tanya Anguita

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