It is perhaps unwise, and yet
I want your arms around me.
I want to feel flesh against my flesh.
I want to feel your lust on my lust.
I want to fling away my reason, let it hang across your bedpost.
I want to grow drunk on the scent of your ecstacy.
I want to feel your heat against my heat.
I want to hear you voice against my voice.
I want to make kisses on your skin and bring you joy.
I want to feel your sticky pleasure on my skin.
Hello.
My name is Jaquelin, and I am well pleased to meet you.
I want your arms around me.
I want to feel flesh against my flesh.
I want to feel your lust on my lust.
I want to fling away my reason, let it hang across your bedpost.
I want to grow drunk on the scent of your ecstacy.
I want to feel your heat against my heat.
I want to hear you voice against my voice.
I want to make kisses on your skin and bring you joy.
I want to feel your sticky pleasure on my skin.
Hello.
My name is Jaquelin, and I am well pleased to meet you.
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beaeffeff:
You need to update your journal so I can come around here without getting goosebumps and tingles 
missellie:
Yesterday was confusing. What happened?