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Jul 7
Is it too soon
to miss your embrace?
To face the idea that having
You near is a place I’m mapping as a destination?
Is it too soon
To miss the sensation
Of your lips on my skin
Stirring within a feeling of hunger, elation?
Yet, whether too soon, comes the revelation that you are here and the fear is-
it doesn’t feel too soon.
Written by
Lainey  45/F/Queensland Australia
(45/F/Queensland Australia)   
   Lure Pot
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