The Waiting

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She holds him

in her mind

the ecstasy

of what is to come

She plays her hair

twists and teases

emulating his touch

and imagines

in anticipation

 

Her body pulsates

with desire

warm, erotic

yearning to feel

her lover

His arms holding

tight, protecting

his fingers roaming

to secret places

 

She waits

dreams his touch

of caresses longed for

upon her soft, milky skin

She tastes the memory

of the time before

and impatient

her juices flow

How long can she wait?

 

She knows

he can see to her soul

 nothing is hidden

 He approaches

 the promise of love

shining in dark eyes

Naked before her

the dream ascends

in wonder and delight.

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2 thoughts on “The Waiting

  1. You have an exquisite mind and put words together so beautifully. This poem makes me tingle all over. Beautiful. X

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