My Husband And A Lover
My fingers itch for your flawless skin to pleasure in warmth-loving, and to taste the furnace of your charm.
I long to hold you, my love.
I am so drunk in your love,
My soul is unsteady, staggering in search of your balance.
I want you all for myself,
I am not ready to share you with anyone else, not the air you breathe or with any man.
I'm jealous of even the blood that flows through your heart daily,
I'm jealous of your beauty being gazed upon by men
I long to love, hug, and kiss you every day, my love.
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