skin

When you’re not around
Things simmer down
All I can do is wait
But then sometimes
The need is too strong
I’m carried along in its wake

Under the covers
Buried in your pillow
Inhaling your every whiff
But it won’t do
I pine for your touch
Nothing could replace that

Slip into your clothes
Soaking in the fabric
My senses heighten
The strings tighten
Lithe fingers dive under
A frenzy takes over

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