You'Ll Get Tired of Me
In the beginning there is always excitement
The newness of undressing each moment
New words, new hopes, new dreams
But one day you'll get tired of me.
The look in my eyes as I search
When I read you
The caress of my fingers
As I reach for your thoughts
The feel of my form
As I fall into your words.
Sweet aroma
Longing ambience
The warmth of smiling lips
But one day
You'll get tired of me.
Copyright © Jane Wainwright | Year Posted 2009
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