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It's late at night... It’s late at night and I can’t sleep… again. Tumultuous thoughts run round in my head. Thoughts of your fingers like quicksilver on my breasts. I remember your ubiquitous kisses Grazing in the pasture of my lust My body burning! The fire of your touch! I ache for you! Cry out for you! In agony I moan and weep. It’s late at night and I can’t sleep. You showed no mercy when you concord me. I gave myself to you with wild abandon I surrendered quickly to your caress. Oh how I hunger… Crave, a few honeyed moments in your arms. I long to taste your nectar. My lips are desolate My heart forlorn. I wonder; Have you forsaken me? Will I ever know your touch again? It’s late at night And I can’t sleep. |
Additional Notes:
A work in progress. I am very interested in knowing how the poem reads with the way I've changed the format of the line "it's late and night and I can't sleep." throughout the poem. Any comments will be appreciated.
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