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Faint
I feel faint with desire
My breathing is shallow
My thoughts are singular
My name I want whispered
From your lips of pleasure
Gentle as we go my body is yours
My mind you already own
Not a word you have said
The pictures in my head
Are vivid and clear
I imagine you naked
Yet you’re fully clothed
I imagine your hands
Massaging the small of my back
You’re nowhere near
Yet, I feel your presence
Intoxicating my air
My heart is consumed with passion
When I wake from this dream
You I will come to find.
Dean Jean-Pierre
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