Miss Me

Thinking of you
is always part of my day
Wishing you were here
there is so much I
want to say
I tingle still
from your touch
waiting for that moment
that same rush
to listen to those
lizard lisps
the way your tongue
touched my lips
the way your hands
moved over my skin
and I smiled
a wicked grin
hearing your moans
and giggles
making me squirm
and wiggle
even the way you gently
touched my leg
made me shiver
and practically beg
for you to reach over
and kiss me
but I guess all
I can ask for
is for you to just
Miss Me.

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