By B.K.
Date: 2002 Mar 21
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The Taste of Skin

In dreams so real
They steal the night
Sneaking up from behind
And just as I attack
You roll over and grab me
We scream and giggle
Like two teenagers
In the back seat of a car
The kisses of desire
The smell of you
The taste of skin
Oh god the taste of skin
That’s what woke me up
To run to you and write
The sparks of light that run
Through me from you
And dear god
The incredible taste of your skin