Thoughts of you wrap their fingers in my hair
I feel your lips caress my neck
As I wait in anticipation of your hands
Grasping my hips and pulling
Me closer, pushing
Into me as I sigh out
Your name
It flows from my tongue
Like water to your soul
As you drink
Me in
Breathless...most definitely.
ReplyDeleteoh my Dear, Your poems are the most delicious food for my mind, soul and heart. Mmmhhhmmm and how i would love to have a cup of that uhm... brew! Most delicious. ♥
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