I crave your touch, so gentle, so sweet,  
A spark that ignites me, makes my heart skip a beat.  
With just a brush of your hand, I come alive,  
Oh, how I long for your touch to survive.

In your embrace, I find both solace and calm,  
Your hands upon me, a soothing balm.  
Yet they awaken a fire, primal and deep,  
A passion so fierce, it robs me of sleep.  

I ache for the warmth of your skin on mine,  
Each moment with you feels utterly divine.  
Your touch, like whispers, speaks without words,  
A language of love, raw and unheard.  

Oh, your touch, it’s a drug I can’t resist,  
Each caress, each hold, a fevered tryst.  
I surrender, enthralled by your untamed control,  
For your touch is the keeper of my soul.  

Forever I’m yours, in this burning embrace,  
Bound to the fire only your hands can trace.  
With every caress, my desires unfold,  
Your touch is my treasure, my warmth, my gold.  

Imran Nazeer
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