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Crave
I crave the simple things that are often taken for granted when we're with a loved one.
Like, sharing a morning coffee and stolen kisses before work, or absorbing his loving gaze upon me, the kind that reaffirms he's content in his heart & soul, or those moments after early morning sex in which we can still taste the love we both made upon one another's lips, moments before slipping into the shower together for more.
Sighs.
I crave him too much...
Published 16th Oct 2015
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16th Oct 2015 10:59pm
Those are the fine, private moments that balance out romantic passion and sex. In their quiet way they might define a relationship and where the attraction realistically lies. The durability's in the details. Excellent work Shadow!
17th Oct 2015 5:19am
wonderful. a poem of melancholy & desperation,
indulged w/romance & coffee...
indulged w/romance & coffee...
