Every inch

I sense you.

I feel your warmth. I hear your breathing. I catch a hint of your scent. I can almost taste your skin.

Your presence seems close. Sensual, delicate, compelling, submissive, heavenly.

I imagine touching your face, your throat, your naked shoulders, your exquisite breasts.

Owning you.  Across the miles. The thought thrills me beyond measure.

I will know you completely.

Every word, every breath, every smile, every sigh, every fantasy, every curve.

Every inch of your perfect body.

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© the author writing as Romantic Dominant/Faded Romantic

Art by Omar Ortiz

This is not new. I wrote and first posted it nine years ago. But you might enjoy.