Awake in the sun light

The sun streams in to bath the bed in it's glow - lazy bones pull themselves through tired muscles of the nights love making - longing has not be satisfied but maybe need has - but now we wait till we are together again -- waiting - with hope because with each sun rise - and days dawn - there is hope - there is the hope that together again we will be - and touching and tasting and fucking - we will quench our thirst of this addictive love affair.

Maybe need has not been satisfied -- and longing has been increased --


it is only moments after - and I have to remember - instead of being in the moment - why can't we make them last - why am I addicted - why can't I be satisfied?