Womanhood Weep

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We'd be kissing like lovestuck
youngsters, first time kissers,
nervous lovers with fast heart
beaters finally close up,
In standing naked pose.

But below, beyond eye contact
smile, kissing lips, necklines &
caressing chests, till there, felt
the press of his rising excitement,
indeedly so, matching my own
happy, how lucky am I womanhood
weep in want of having him home.