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 . . .
Jul 5, 2014
Jul 5, 2014 at 1:39 PM UTC
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 . . .
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