Me and You, You and Me Moi Sans Toi

in anguish
of uncomfortable nights
I miss the pillow
of your soft body...
I miss the water
from your mouth source...
of the voluptuous perfume
of your bare lap,
of burning alchemy
of your sex...
I miss you
without me... !
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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