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Hungrily yearning for your touch,
I sit waiting as eons seemingly pass
for the multitudes
while for me it is but mere seconds;
But no, being apart from you, each second is
multiplied a thousand-fold more
until
While all the world continues on, a snailspace
is my inner pace
while my heart thunders
calling your name.
Miss you? Without you I am whole still,
but only half a whole
separate
twice a whole together.
And while the world muddles in its morass of
middle-class mediocrity
We will rise, with laughter,
with smiles
with a special spirited love
which will take us above the rest
until we come to rest
within each other,
knowing, believing
trusting, receiving
Giving
to them
A new meaning of love
A definition of our emotions
to be envied by all
to be understood by few
to be cherished
by us.
Hands numbed by morality's bounds
Desirous lips
revealing, appealing
Protected by virtue's rigid confines.
Reality's fantasy offering
sweet slow pleasure
A liquescent duet
writhing within love's languid labor.
Lust's fragrant scent waxing and waning
with love's lifetide
Passion
climbing at a breathless pace
building to that final crescendo
Oh!
