My body is shaking,
But I am not cold.
A tension is building inside me.
It seeks release.
But it is not sexual.
I sense Her presence,
She is near.
My heart knows it.
It needs to feel Her touch,
Telling me that She will protect me, comfort me,
And set my fears free.
I wait for my Dear One .
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