This Longing

Stirrings…

tiny butterfly wings

fluttering beneath breastbone

keeping rhythm with quickening heartbeat

gathering tempo as enchanting memories flourish

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Desire…

time creates distance

intense primal need escalating

bathed in intoxicating salty scent and taste

midnight shadows welcome sweet seductive visit

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Yearning…

soulful aching pain

primordial calling at first touch

gasp as cool fingers caress warm skin

visceral, smoldering pain colliding with pleasure

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This longing…

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breathless

gazing

~

feels

 like

 home

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© LuAnn Oburn 2013

Calling of the sea
Calling of the sea