You rise
From the bed
Last nights love
Still in my head.
Your hair falls
Over shoulders bare
Still half asleep
Unaware.
Of my hungry eyes
My burning soul
My heartbeat strong
The need to hold.
Your tenderness
In passions flare
Sadly a dream
You are not there.
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nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson) (
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