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Jul 2014
my soul thirsts
for your words un-sung
my heart starves
for your touch un-done

i await . . .

for my words  
to dissolve upon your lips
for my hands
to descend upon your hips

i await . . .
Francis Patrick McNulty
Written by
Francis Patrick McNulty  Easton, Md
(Easton, Md)   
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