ωιτηεss

I love to be a witness, 

To the softness of your skin,

The magic of your caress,

The silence when you talk less. 
I love to take it in,

Sweet moans of your love,

The arch when I begin,

The lasting chills when you let me in. 
I love the way you move,

The quivers to my touch,

The sweet nuances of love,

The passion you give off. 
Damn, I just love to be a witness,

Of The power your love possess,

Then I get excited,

Because I know I have the best. 

ΚJ

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