Crave
Time stand still,
If only for a moment.
Intertwined in your love...
Is my greatest enjoyment.
Wash me is kisses,
Cover my body with your hands.
I crave frot he touch of the one
I call my man.
I crave your passion;
I love your soul.
Your spirit entertains me;
You smile dazzels me like gold.
I like your kindness,
Your love I need.
Your presence is necessary.
without my heart shall bleed.
I now get obsession
Why one can't let go.
My body is waiting.
On with the show.
Copyright © Shayla Woods | Year Posted 2011
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