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The Howling (The Ides of March)

 …I'm missing you

you should do something
about it

Even inside my silent lucidity,
I find that I can not do without it
and there is nothing I can do about it
not today...

...missing you.

Wishing that you'd just say yes
love's proclamation
forever loving you
forever loving me......

…the wait for love
the chance to be
blessed by your love

and yet I

miss your love
and I need you right now.
By your singular word,
I shall come... railway
by trailway
by aeroplane
and yes, even with your mind

I need to just get there

to see the words move from
your lips to my heart...

...aimlessly meandering inside these howling Ides of March

the touching of hands
skin to skin
the transference of anxious anticipation
the tingling sensation of
love's dissipation
and it begins

with the first blissful kiss

…let me move you
let me use you
drunk in love
let me “do you”
time after time

you are my Mary Jane, my bloodstone, my natural high

always mutually satisfying
all of me
satisfying all of you

honestly loving you, sweet baby

I'm ready to throw all caution to the wind
loving you
world without end.......

I am really missing you... need to do something about it
Written by MusicallyMrM (Mr_Mahogany_Wood)
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