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Your Scent Lingers
To Bre
Your scent still lingers on me,
and each time I notice it I am set free.
It is soaked into my skin,
reigniting a fire deep from within.
Your scent still on my fingers,
each scent I catch my concentration splinters.
It lingers in my beard,
in my memory last night is seared.
Every time I smell you,
my body feels a surge wave through.
I want to be entangled with you again,
make love to you in the rain.
I want to taste your sweet spot even more,
I want to move slowly inside to your core.
This scent intoxicating, distracting, and haunting me,
enchanted, lulled, enamored, and yearning I be.
To once again pull myself as close to you as two can,
to hear your approval and need of a man.
With the thought of you my mind is blown,
with every passing moment my need has grown.
