FrEaKsTaR's blog: "Poetry & Writing :)"

i crave his voice.
i crave the moans he makes.
i crave his touch to my skin.
i crave being blindfolded.
i crave my hands tied behind my back.
i crave his hand around my throat
i crave him pulling my hair.
i crave the sent of his skin.
i crave the taste of him in my mouth.
i crave the taste of me on his lips.

there was pleasure knowing i made him smile.
that the sound of my voice could make him melt.
that every morning he thought of me.
& while he lays next to you...he dreams of me.