Still Longing
Love came
in scented tingles,
waking up
the tongues
of lust. The Lips
in a topsy-turvy
pandemonium,
sleepy souls giggling
in erotic jubilation. Ah, the night
untangled, the morning dews
bathe the earth’s skin,
while our
throbbing hearts rest
in the sweat sodden bed, still longing...
Copyright © Ernesto P. Santiago | Year Posted 2008
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