So, what do I miss, Miss?

The softness between a woman´s legs
The exquisite heat of her skin?

Perhaps..

The way a poison can taste so sweet
Like the gasp at the back of her throat

Or..

Her form; how so many curves
Can point so straight at what I want

Maybe..

The smell, the smell of her sex
The smell of death on her thighs

Perchance..

A kiss, A kiss like no other
A passionate kiss concealed

And most probably..

All these things I miss
Miss..
Otherwise why mention them?

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