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Aphrodisia
The wind was softer than normal on that night
As she raised her head, lips on lips
A brush through her hair and a flicker of tongue
Set her world on fire
Wanting nothing more than his hands touching
The heat from his body engulfing her
His eyes giving her strength
When her heart pounded frightfully inside
The hardest part was putting fear aside
To hear him moan her name
To whisper, "I need you..."
He craves her in the most passionate way
She presses a kiss to his neck and he exhales slowly
Submitting to her caress like he's already lost himself
She feels the disgusting, overwhelming urge to control
Her hand flat on his chest as she curls her nails
Barely moved and the lust is high
Fingers working to jar him from his haze
Her smile is delicate, hesitant
She is voiceless with her need
She can't stand days without him
Especially after the last few in his presence
For she is glad, satisfied
That she can touch him and he does not recoil
He makes her feel desirable
An emotion that never existed
Steadily she wants all of him
She recognizes his pleasure; it's her love disguised in the form of a boy,
a guardian, a fallen angel
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