Midnight Longing

I woke up,
thought of you,
always thoughts of you.
I pulled up your
pictures. I can’t
tear my eyes away
from your beautiful face.
Your beautiful soul.
My body
quivered.
My heart
raced.
My pussy
drenched.
I stroked myself
with abandon
looking into your gorgeous eyes,
even if
a poor copy of them.
I cried out your name,
my thighs shook,
and once again, I
longed for
your touch
on my
skin.

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