I saw the silver drops on your skin,
shining naughty on your broad shoulders
I saw them trickle down your neck,
onto the chest, and glisten on

the lustrous stretch of the dark hair
I could see how desperate they were,
those thirsty drops,
aroused by the smell of your bare body
I could feel them shiver
and my heart waver
I could sense the urge
to run a finger down your shoulder,
trace some somethings on your chest,
brush my breath against your neck,
and whisper in your ear,
something that you cannot hear,
but that makes the adrenaline rush through your bod
and sends a current down mine,
the desperation, the urge, the fear
the sighs, the moans, the tears


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