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| THE CLAIMING Veil of calmness Sliding from your skin Anticipation mounting With each passing moment Taking to heart The first whisper of a touch Bringing it inside you Wallowing in it Drowning in it Loving it Flashes of the past Of other lingering touches Each more deliciously intimate Bringing that weighted ache Deep inside your soul Remembering each sensation As if that is all there is Of fingers skimming across Flesh begins to tremble The spark of heat surges Molten skin, crisp sheets Teeth sinking down Tasting, devouring Drawing to the edges The raw claws of desire Marking you as his Claiming you for sex Taking everything you have And giving you back Pleasure that is overwhelming By the next real touch You shudder You shake You explode into light Dropping into a darkened place As you crash over the edge And burn away. |