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Here stand I alone.
Wanting your touch.
Your touch on my body.
Caressing my curves.
Tightening against my hips.

Going down my legs,
Grabbing onto my thighs.
With your hold on me tightening
as if I will soon disappear
not to come again.

To be engulfed in your hold.
Feeling the heat of your breath
on my neck.
Having it vibrate down my spine
to my toes.

Flipping me around,
pressing me up against you.
Rolling our hips back and forth
while you grasped the side of my waist.

Sensing your hands moving behind me,
landing on the curvature of my lower back
You swaying us back and forth
Just dancing no grasping, no grabbing
Just the dance of a predator playing with his prey...

Waiting for the dance to ripen.