Waiting...
Anticipating...
(I miss his smile,
his subtle guile.)
Sinking...
Stop Thinking!
(his voice, a caress,
and I'm in a mess!)
What can I do,
when my soul needs you?
Don't you feel my heart pound,
whenever you're around?
Like a recalcitrant child,
feeling wanton and wild,
yet trying to keep
what I'm feeling inside ...
7/10/2010
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