Friday, 8 July 2016

I sense you

When I dream of you,
I just see your hands all over me.
The hands that will resist my moves.
The fingers that will caress my soul.
The nail that will dig my flesh. 

When I visualize you,
I only see you in droplets.
Diamonds studded all over your skin.
As you hands grasp me to save you from life. 
I don't see your face,
I only sense your sinfulness.



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