Even though you are not near
Thoughts of you intertwine with my body
Playing to tease, I reach out to you
You listen as my desire for you rises
Patterns circular as I moan
Wishing you were here, it’s agony
Rhythm building, phone shaking
The crescendo catches fire
Bursting with flavor, I call out to you
Softly I descend to this world
Your voice brings forth reality
Distance separates us, but my passion remains
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Published | Edited 22nd Jul 2022
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