The Whiskey Taster’s Flavor Guide

The Burn Pt. 2

Exhaustion and sickness 
are flowing through my veins
The past few days seem like a dream
But a good one for a change
I had another night with her
Better than the last 
and giving me promise for the future
Words mean nothing to me 
when I look into her eyes
they don't have to 
Everything that needs to be said is
just through penetrating gazes 
and smiles that sing
I miss her already
but it won't be long until she again
leaves me dumbfounded 
in a state of bliss
Until our lips fight over who's more 
sensual and passionate
Until our bodies shiver from the touch of the other
I see her in the dark
I hear her in my head
I feel her in my fantasies.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2006

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