I am lost without you.
The touch of your fingertips on the small of my back.
The way your breath, against my neck, sends shocks down my spine.
How you grip my hips, when we…
I am lost without you.
Lost
I am lost without you. The touch of your fingertips on the small of my back. The way your breath, against my neck, sends shocks down my spine. How you grip my hips, when we… I am lost without you.
1–2 minutes
Kim V. Poetry 
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