Late into the night
before sleep lays claim
I’m wrapped in the ghost
of your touch on my skin
spreading longing and desire
that consumes me
before igniting fiery lust
satisfied only by secret touch
my lips part, pant, gasp
I rise and fall on a wave
and relax into dreams
of waking in your arms
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Owls… I thought this excellent, Cara. I’m wrapped in the ghost of your touch on my skin… nice imagery and then you finish with relax into dreams of waking in your arms… I think this is first rate work.
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Well thank you. I’m glad it read well
I think this is one of my favorite pieces.