Curious
Laying here, wanting.
Yearning to feel the skin
I have yet to touch.
Craving the velvet lips
I have yet to taste.
Laying here, wondering.
Yearning for the words
I have yet to hear.
Craving the promise
I have yet to feel.
What's it worth, to you?
Copyright © Kayla Marie | Year Posted 2015
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