Desire
I can't consume enough of you.
This intoxication I feel daily.
I tingle with excitement with the image
of you in my arms.
The thought of my hands
roaming across your body
sets me ablaze.
You are the ember for my fire.
It is difficult to complete my tasks
when visions of you
derail my train of thought.
My body shivers with anticipation
just knowing you are near.
Your voice on the phone
sets an orgasmic smile across my face.
You are the narcotic needed for my high.
Our time together is insatiable
with ever increasing crescendoes
crashing together like waves of the ocean.
Copyright © Linda Smith | Year Posted 2007
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