untitled
these long lonely hours
waiting for the phone to ring
longing to see those eyes
that see deep into my soul
hearing those sweet words
dripping from her lips
inhaling her every breath
feeling the heat of her skin
Styrofoam containers,
full uneaten take out,
my only apetite is for her,
her love is my sustenance,
her kiss feeds my hunger,
her touch nourishes my soul,
a simple caress fills me
makes me want no more.
waiting for the phone to ring
longing to see those eyes
that see deep into my soul
hearing those sweet words
dripping from her lips
inhaling her every breath
feeling the heat of her skin
Styrofoam containers,
full uneaten take out,
my only apetite is for her,
her love is my sustenance,
her kiss feeds my hunger,
her touch nourishes my soul,
a simple caress fills me
makes me want no more.
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