My Lover....
 

I want to feel your hands caress my bare skin,
     your heat consuming my quivering body.
I want to touch your face, your hands, your chest,
     the very essence of your maleness
        with my hungry fingers and thirsty lips.
I want to devour you.

My souls yearns to kiss yours,
     your soul exults it's answering cry.
To be near you is ecstasy; to be away is torture.
The single solace I see is my desire for you,
     It only mounts in your absence.
My need encompasses my dreams, my passions explode.

I want you, dear husband,
    and until we are joined again,
         only my desires touch this lonely body.
My need grows, my love flourishes.

I need you tonight, will you seek me in my dreams?
Will your spirit come to me and release this lover's desires?
Will you come to me and taste of my fire, as I drink of yours?

Love me,
Need me,
Take me,

As I do of you.


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