Tangible...Capable of being perceived especially by the sense of touch.
Something Tangible.. That's what a woman like me need so much.
The visual of this indiviual leads me to want something more residual.
Not games or deception.
Only expectations of his affection.
With the every stroke of his devotion;
Fills my canal with waves like an ocean.
The site of his erection.
The taste of it's perfection.
The softness of his lips.
The hurt of his bite.
It's Tangible.
Capable of feeling my insides with delite.

by Christina E. Brown

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