Cradled Wetness

Cradled in my arms
Cradled in my hands
A warm wetness 
Desired desire

Let me drink from your pleasured springs
Wells of yearning ambrosia, flowing rivers of need
Passion fueled thirst 
Lust born longing

Let me touch you
Run my hands along the lanes of your body
Valleys and hills of nakedness
Lead to a vast wonderland

Let me touch you
With my lips, whispering words
Breaths of encouragement and delight
Sounds of longing slide over my tongue

Cradled in my arms
Drops of your essence still on my lips
My hands hold you close
Words of adoration in your ear

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