I long for the touch of her lips
The sensations of her pulsating body
Through this web of loneliness and frustration
My haunted mind evokes desires
That reverberate through my palpitating manhood
To be held in her embrace
To have her squeeze my torso in sweet ecstasy
This imagination becomes a madness
But my body aches in yearning
Woman
I wait for you
Come rescue me
Fulfill me and complete me
Lest my imaginations turn to bitterness and sudden despair.
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