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Feb 27
these walls
red fired dawn
burns into
shimmered lucent light
dancing brightly
against a
slow warming horizon
these walls
windows opened wide
Tuis morning song
and warm bright light
spilling into the room
I ache on
stretching my limbs
as if doing so
will find you
beside me
pressing your belly
(how I love your belly)
against mine as I stretch
your hands
(how I love your hands)
holding me
at my waist
your generous mouth
(how I love your mouth)
dusting my face
with kisses
and whispered growls
of love & tenderness
I keep my eyes closed
the moment I open them
the spell will break
within these walls
I stretch
in the hot summer morning
without these walls
you are too far
from my touch
from my kiss
sultry droning cicadas
Mr Tuis ardent
morning serenade to Mrs Tui
the rising heat
serves only to feed this ache
settled deep in my belly
the pull in my ***** to
wherever you are

© J.C.
Jayne E
Written by
Jayne E  F/New Zealand
(F/New Zealand)   
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