This Longing


tiny butterfly wings

fluttering beneath breastbone

keeping rhythm with quickening heartbeat

gathering tempo as enchanting memories flourish



time creates distance

intense primal need escalating

bathed in intoxicating salty scent and taste

midnight shadows welcome sweet seductive visit



soulful aching pain

primordial calling at first touch

gasp as cool fingers caress warm skin

visceral, smoldering pain colliding with pleasure


This longing…









© LuAnn Oburn 2013

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