the slightest sound alerts your senses
a lingering scent causes your thoughts to drift
here in the quietness of your bedroom
you long for him to be there, lying next to you
helplessly astray in blissful abandonment
sleep is lost yet another night, but that is of no matter
longing for the very essence of your lover
if he can't be here in body then in spirit will have to do
closing your eyes, you can feel his hands, his lips
images flash in your mind's eye, causing you to smile
the thought of his gentle kiss makes you sweat
your body arching unrestrained as you imagine his touch
your lips so dry, in dire need of quenching
heart racing out of control, hands grabbing the sheets
every muscle tense with anticipation, desire
desperate for release, to scream in sheer delight
the love of your dearest one is your addiction
and you have absolutely no desire to be cleansed
knowing soon he'll return and your withdrawals will cease
your pent-up desires will end in climactic explosion
a quiet sigh escapes your lips and you can now relax
slipping off into a wonderful, passionate dream
in the morning you'll feel refreshed but still craving
it is your deepest need, baby, you're addicted to love
Honorable mention
Gold trophy winner
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