In the silence of the night
I lie there... waiting...
Under the cool sheets
With the
breeze slipping through the open
My body longing for you
The vanilla moon shines through the sliver of window and
My body lies in wait...
Waiting for your touch
Your lips on my face...
my cheek...
Inching down my neck
And the wanting is real
Wanting you to be one with me
A tear falls
Down my cheek
Staining my pillow

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