“Old Flame”

“Her thighs were my life.

Pulling every fantasy out of my imagination, and into our passionate reality.

Every kiss,
a new flame igniting us.

I miss the warmth of her brown-eyed stare,
drowning me with each thrust.

She may have known others,
but none like me.

I miss being deep inside,
the moans both whispered and screamed into each ear.

An inferno between my queens legs,
engulfing me,
into serenity.”©

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