While I Make Love to You
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I’m sitting on the edge of our bed, trying to write the most beautiful love poems that come from the bottom of my heart. I can imagine you entering my room after a bath wrapped in a white towel that I consider my enemy. I despise this towel every second that it keeps me from you. I watch you while you stand before the mirror and just shake your hair as some of the water drops fall on me. You turn around in a provocative way, just as you do. You know it arouses me and awakens my horny man instincts. You drop the white plush towel. Nude, you approach me without saying a word. Your hands begin to caress my chest. I close my eyes and listen as my pants fall to the floor, so does my shirt. Then I feel your lips on my chest.