It has been too long
To wake with another
It isn’t the fucking I miss…A lie
It is the touch
Flesh to flesh
Breath to breath
Cock to pussy
Ass to cock
Arm to waist
Head to chest
Soul to soul
Yes, it has been too long
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3 comments:
I love this poem. I absolutely love it. Especially how you express a big truth, how one misses human touch, from a simple touch to the feeling of
the purely sexual to the spiritual part that comes with it. It is raw and honest.
Thank you...It was heartfelt and I am so glad you liked it...Your comments inspire me
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