Longing

Lethal longing

For lips left far from mine.

Tasting temptation on my tongue.

Hoping for heavenly hands through my hair,

Sensations of your softened skin,

And a name whose voice will call mine.

Pumping.

Pulsing patter

of my heart beating louder

As your presence leaves me stuck in the present.

Can you hear my soul

As it aches and echoes through my vessel

Calling to be loved by you?

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