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Tags: love, passion
Dipping my toes into the poetry waters...thanks to my friend Naz for encouraging me to try.
...and to my husband for inspiring me

Time is our enemy, hours pass tediously.
Patiently, we wait for our stolen moment;
our chance to reconnect.

Knowing glances, fleeting touches, teasing
innuendos of passion, promises of pleasure.
At last, our sentence of separation is served.

Forms gravitating towards each other.
We collide; fabric falls, raining kisses,
heated breaths.

Bodies intertwined, damp with desire.
We taste each other, becoming drunk
on the passion. Our flesh moves, dancing
in our own private rhythm.

No words are needed, for our hearts
whisper to each other. They recite stories
of our love, memories of touches that spark,
caresses that made our very souls shudder with want.

We press closer still; trying to suffocate the
space between us.
It is of no use - we are already one.

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