Intoxicating
I want to live in the curve of her neck
Her skin is so warm and soft
I breath in her scent
Intoxicating
One hand in her hair
The other on her back
She moans, deliciously.
Everything in this moment is perfect
Time has stopped just for us
There is no distance in this moment
There is no pandemic
There are no forgotten words
Just my lips on her neck
Silently begging to keep her forever
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