I have seen your face
so many expressions.
Yet have not touched
the curve of smile.
I have heard your voice
spoken adored professions.
Yet not kissed
the lips that spoke them.
I have seen your seduction
felt the ache inside.
Yet not held
your body close to mine.
This need becomes addictive
you my drug.
Like a junkie
needful of easing her pain.
The more i taste
this love.
I become thirsty for it.
Soon this desire
shall be satisfied.
By your flesh near to mine.




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