Chills
poem by:
Lwshm 64
Written
on Nov 20, 2016
What you do to me. I can feel it when you touch me so gentle, it's like magic. Even when you talk to me in that gentle tone. I feel it you give me butterflies. You so gentle, warm, caring, and understanding, Is it love, fate, or lust? I don't because I have never really been loved by a man. All I do know right now is that I love this feeling you give me. Every time you eyes meet mine or your hands touch me or when you kiss me you have this gentle way about you. The thing that scares me the most is the fact after you leave me. I can't seem to shake you. I close my eyes and it all comes back to me. The touch, feel, sounds, smell, and the thought of making love with you, just sends me over the edge. What you do to me you give me chills.
T.S.
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