All alone, my thoughts wanderYour words, your touchThe last time we were togetherMy hands, minds of their ownRetrace the pathYour hands had traveledCaressing, softly along my bodyA sigh escapesYou appear behind my closed eyesMy hands, molding, cupping, dippingPleasure races throughMy only thoughts on youMy breath, catches and holdsThighs clenchedI remember your body pressed to mineMy body, relaxes after the raceSighing so...