tagNon-Erotic PoetryWhere are you now?

Where are you now?


Where are you now?
Not in my sight
If you were here
I'd hold you tight
Where passions boiled
Upon my bed.
I can but hold you
in my head:
I taste your flesh
and trace your shape
but long to feel
your sliding weight.
And though some comfort I derive
From momentary pleasures
They mock the feelings that I felt
My Oh-so-distant treasure

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