Where is my kryptonite?

You touch every fiber
Make me feel
Make me want
Ache for that.
A gentle caress
Brushed lips
Trapped gasps rush outwards.
Enveloping my senses
Open eyes devour
So welcoming
Exploring the other
Giggles echo in my head

Whispers search me
Delicate brushes make me shiver
Almost electric.
Shifting to
catch a gaze
catch a smile
catch a word
catch a kiss.

Given completely
Without reservation
This is


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