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TODAY

Today I talked to him, the man of my dreams
My husband once,  but now my secret love.
To love him is to be free
To feel him is to be devoured by lust
To taste him is like eating pure honey straight from the comb.
He holds the original key to my heart
The warmth he brings me is undeniable
He hovers in my mind as a flock of birds leaving for hot weather
I'm smoldered in his embrace
When he looks into my eyes I see my future in him
He's all I need and then some
My body aches for him
Yearns for him
I can not let him go again
Missing him
Wanting him
To taste his skin again
Oh to have that feeling of him
On me, over me, within me
Once again
Oh to feel him
All of him.
I burn deep within of lust for him
I carry my soft heart locked in a barbed wire box for him
Oh how I wish we were together
The pieces of our past still
Lingering in the subconsciousness of my mind
Wishful thinking
Lonely nights
We were good once
We were strong
We had it all
But life through a curve ball
And with that ball came the destruction of
Something magical that can never be gotten again
Wishful thinking
Today I talked to him, the man of my dreams
My husband once, but now my secret love
Written by NICOLELEIGH
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