I crave You
feel like a slave to You
Await You
Moments away feel like torture
It heightens my senses when you draw near
Stimulating my mind
my body reacts to You
Waits for more of You
Your touch... your tease
Always there to please
Oh how I count the days the hours the minutes until I am.... Bathed in the presence of You.
I will wait.
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