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By Galadrial Date: 2004 Nov 09 Comment on this Work [[2004.11.09.23.44.29559]] |
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Getting used to the new way, words without sound--- but never nerveless touch, no that is ever the same and I can feel you close over the night, stretch the miles into mist and slide beneath duvet dreams nestled close to my skin. I should hunger for your hard, but somehow just touch will do no tonight I do not need the heat, but yes, I still need you pressing near. Sleep where I can reach you, feather fingers over your brow, soft hands sliding to chest, cupping you with sweet calm. I want to learn the puzzle of your skin, while you sleep unawares, and murmur forbidden words I dare not speak to your eyes. I should want you to fill me, to give way under that feel, but tonight I want only an answer to the deep ache of wanting you, that never seems to fade. |